• The purple sky went on forever. I could see the plain white sun again, sitting there, not shining, not warming. My cheeks were wet with tears still flowing. I sat on grass that, like the sky, was endless. Not even trees, bushes, or flowers penetrated the ground. I could feel my heart thump every time I whimper out a cry.
    Why am I sad right now? Or am I just hurt, and these are tears of pain?
    My eyes wander towards the distance. I blink back tears and the grassy field instantly shrunk around me. All I do was look down and I could already see the bottomless black pit. It was like I was sitting on a floating piece of earth that was only three feet in diameter. My crying increased and I looked back up to the horizon, where the purple sky and black pit inline.
    Am I scared because I’ll fall? Or am I scared because I’m alone? I feel like…I’m waiting for someone.
    A hand touched my cheek and another held my left hand. Whoever it was was behind me. A man, I’m guessing, because his hand was rough and big. Not enormous big, but just slightly larger than mine. I tried to speak, but my mouth just won’t open.
    Who are you? Do you know why I’m here?
    Leave.
    The voice wasn’t harsh, wasn’t demanding, but panicked. Now I really know that it was a man—or, really, a boy that’s a bit older than me because his voice wasn’t that deep.
    Leave; go now before it’s too late. You can’t stay long here—go!
    He’s really worried. I don’t know how to get out of here. Where am I? I ask him in my mind.
    Hurry, go!
    He ignored my question and pushed me. I wanted to scream out as I fell down the black pit, but I couldn’t. I felt like a doll that couldn’t do anything but be there. I reached out towards the sky that was getting smaller and smaller. Then, before the darkness caved in, I saw it. On my left hand that he touched was some sort of a carved symbol. It was a crescent with a horizontal line slashing through the middle.
    He gave me a scar.

    “Hey, hey Illie, wake up”
    “Mmm…” I open my eyes and see a petite girl with long, wavy pink hair. “Ellisia?” I looked around the room. Great, it was the same dream again. But that dream was different. It was longer, and the ending was strange. There was actually another person in it.
    “Sorry to wake you, but dinner is being prepared right now. Lenschi was highly against you coming, but we’ve got him locked stiff. He won’t be able to move from his seat” she pulls the blanket off me. “I heard you got a fever. That’s why I came” her hand went on my forehead. “Hold still,” she said when I flinched.
    The spot where her hand touched was getting really warm. It left me a strange feeling that I couldn’t describe. It was like a part of me was being drained by her hands. This reminded me of a movie I once saw, a zombie movie. The zombies where eating everyone’s brains. She’s not eating my brain, is she?
    “There” she sounded accomplished. “Feel any better?”
    “I—wait, yea I do!” I said. I just noticed that my fever was gone. “How did you…?”
    “I’m a healer. You’ll learn about weirers soon, shohns too”
    “Can you heal my paralysis?” I asked hopefully. I haven’t used the bathroom yet but I know I will soon. I’m not looking forward to have someone hold me up so I can pee.
    “I would…but I can’t. Sorry, Daishaw’s orders. He says that your Lenschi’s responsibility so we shouldn’t do anything to help”
    “But—but you took my fever away” I reminded her.
    “Yes, that was also Daishaw’s orders. He wanted you to be healthy enough to go to dinner”
    What a b*****d, that Daishaw, I said to myself. “How am I supposed to get to dinner when I can’t even move my body?”
    Ellisia turns around and a wheelchair was revealed. “Taadaa”
    “Y…yay…” I said. I never thought in my whole life that I’d need a wheel chair.
    “You can adjust the back so that you could lay down a bit” she does it for me. “You ready?”
    I gulped. Well, this is it. I’m going to dinner with a gazillion people from another world, and my sweet ride there is a snazzy wheelchair. My beautiful gown is a dirty worn out shirt that’s too long for me. I don’t even have shoes! “Sure” I tell her anyway. I shouldn’t care about the way I look, should I?
    “First off, let’s get you cleaned up and find you a nice dress. You’re about my younger sister’s size by the looks of it”
    I get to look good for my first dinner here? All of a sudden I got excited. “Okay!”
    Ellisia picked me up and set me on the wheel chair. “Okay then” she smiled, grabbed the handle, and we left the room.

    part 6