Visions: Book one The Queen's bandit

Sammuel lay on his four poster bed fast asleep. He was having a vision much like the rest. The tree he was looking at only existed in the myth of Paulina, but he knew well enough that that wasn’t a myth. He had been one of Paulina’s classmates and knew she was very real. That was made clear when she had punched him for making fun of an orphan on the street. Sammuel still remembered the look in her eyes when he asked why she was so protective of the orphan. She had exchanged a look with her best friend Emerald and hadn’t talked to him for the rest of the walk to their “school”. The tree he was standing in front of was a Candella apple tree, a poison apple tree. The next thing he knew a hand that had bright red nails was crushing his windpipe. He didn’t know what happened to the rest of the dream, he blacked out.