dancing in the moonlight

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I opened my eyes, looking around.

"did it work?" I questioned, maybe I had done the ritual wrong

I waited another 30 seconds before sighing deeply,

"I guess magic really isn't real, mom was just insane" I blew out the candles and moped to the bedroom

-the next morning-

I woke up to a strange smell, it almost smelt like burning.

was my apartment on fire?

I quickly jumped out of bed but soon tripped and fell over, why was there something in front of my bed all of sudden?

I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and noticed something, I wasn't in my apartment.

Looking around I saw a group of people dressed in strange old looking clothes, staring at me

One lady, around 35 ran forward to help me up,

"Anne, don't go near him, we don't know him," an old grumpy man said

"father, he looks terrified" she reasoned and there was a sound of bells and the others quickly made their way outside

"Sir are you okay?" the short lady, presumably named Anne asked and my eyes went wide, that didn't sound like Korean at all, but I understood it

"Where am I?" I said and clamped my hand over my mouth, I was speaking the language too, it sounded like German

"Liechtenstein, our hunters found you naked in the forest, it appeared you were sleeping out there," She said while grabbing me what appeared to be very thin and old clothing

"What day is it?" I said groaning, I felt so tired all of a sudden very tired

she looked at me weird but answered reluctantly

"October 7th" 4 days after I did the ritual, why am I here?

" what year?" It couldn't have been 2018 anymore, these clothes look old, and everything just looks so old.

Maybe if I knew German history I'd be able to tell where I am, but I have no idea

She turned away so I could change into these clothes and not just be under this blanket

"1680" 400 YEARS? I WENT 400 YEARS BACK IN TIME

"Why does it smell like there is a fire?" I asked sniffing the air again, it's concerning

"They're getting ready to burn the witch," she said walking over to the window looking out

"the witch trials? that's happening here?" I questioned trying to not sound terrified

mom wasn't insane, she was insanely smart and I should have listened to her rules.

"yes. is it not happening where you're from?" She turned around and looked upon me curiously

Yeahhhh maybe I shouldn't tell them im from almost 400 years into the future, they'd kill me.

this must be connected to the ritual I did last night, I must've done something wrong.

Very wrong.

"I think I was cursed, or hit over the head, I don't remember anything but my name" I lied hoping she'd take the lousy answer and not burn me

"oh poor boy, what is your name?" she took the bait and actually felt bad for me!

I wasn't sure if I should say my real name or create a fake one,