Dream Wanderers Chapter 3
Chapter 3: Knock Down My Door
I woke up with a jolt, finding it incredibly hard to breathe. My chest heaved up and down as I panted and yet it still felt as if I were suffocating. I didn’t know my actions in my subconscious would affect my reality so much. Then it dawned upon me. What was I going to do now that I’d thrown away myself? I thought I was the only one who had the gift to see into the subconscious of others. Then the dam that held my thoughts at bay broke open. Who was that boy in my dream? Why did that boy want my paper? Why did the Queen order him to kill me?
I twisted my body in a stretch and felt my muscles scream. I lost my motivation to get out of the hard bed. I shivered and pulled my knees to my chest, hugging them. It was cold and dark. Unlike my home with Mother, the sun didn’t shine into the room. Mother used to wake up early every morning to open the windows and the natural sunlight would help me to rise from deep slumber. Today, the windows were closed and boarded shut. Moving my eyes to each and every other bed, it was obvious that I was the only one in the room. That’s right. They were all used to this and I was the new addition to this lifeless hut.
I was startled when the wooden door to the hut swung back on its hinges. I closed my eyes quickly, feigning sleep. I could feel the cool morning breeze blow into the room and I heard many footsteps following into the hut. The voices of the owners of the eleven other beds echoed off the walls, each ranging in pitch, giving a hint to their ages. There were seven high voices, one voice that cracked and three matured ones telling me that most of the children were younger than I was.
My thoughts were interrupted by a harsh shake to my body. I let out a weak moan and summoned the strength to move my sore arm and swat away whoever was trying to interrupt my sleep. It was better to pretend that I had been sleeping the whole time rather than explain why I lay awake.
“Wake up little missy! It’s already well into the afternoon. I can’t let you sleep anymore.” From the gruff tone to her voice, I could only assume that it was the keeper. “I let you off with chores and lessons today, but don’t expect the same treatment tomorrow,” she told me strictly as I slowly sat up. My muscles still ached making it extremely difficult for me to me move, let alone stay upright. No one but I, and whoever that boy was, knew that I had lost my paper. I couldn’t let anyone else know that either.
The rest of the children in the room gathered around me as if I were the village’s jester. Mother had taken me to see the grand show once in the town square. Everyone circled the man in the colourful clothing who made a fool of himself for a living. Right now, they were all staring at me, waiting for some sort of spectacular show. We were all distracted by the sudden pound on the door which fell flat onto the ground, the dust and dirt that flew into the air made us all cough and wheeze. I don’t know whether I should be relieved that the attention was taken away from me, or concerned because it wasn’t everyday that someone knocked the door down.
“Out! Now, all of you!” the booming voice of the intruder yelled. All the children scrambled past him into the yard. I on the other hand, who was still in bed, scrambled to my feet only to collapse onto the ground as my knees gave way. My keeper rushed to my side trying to help me up. “No, you leave too. Leave the girl with me,” he ordered in a tone full of authority.
I struggled to lift my head and saw as the short and stout, grey haired woman scurried her way out of the hut. I couldn’t make out any of the intruder’s facial features because the blazing sun from the outside was creating a shadow that hid his identity. The second he stepped into the dark hut, my eyes widened.
“Hello again, Doretta Patel.”
A/N - It's becoming interesting now nee~~ XDXD I hope you enjoyed the chapter~~ Oh by the way, whoever can guess where my friend's writing stops and mine starts... i'll write a request fic for u :D (just let's keep it clean...no smut or anything awkward like that)Un. So any ideas? ~ :PCommento to hiban ga daisuki desu kara...ronpyou shite kudasai? (コメントと批判が大好きですから。。。論評して下さい～) Translation: Because i like comments and critisism, please comment~