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he lets go of my arm. “How much longer?” I
ask. I don’t want to be whiny, but goodness gracious, we’ve been
walking forever.
    “You’re not very patient, are you?” He asks
me as he pushes a large tree branch to the side.
    “You’re not very patient, are you?” I mimic
as I walk past him. I hear Liam’s deep laugh behind me. I really
want to be angry at him, but the laugh makes me smile. I keep my
back to him, so he can’t see my reaction though. Walking out of the
dark forest and into the bright sunlight, hurts my eyes. The sudden
change forces me to close my eyes and wait as they adjust.
    Exhausted, I turn towards him and say, “Can
you please tell me where I am?”
    “Where is not important. The question is why.
Why are you here?”
    “How in the world would I know that? I
already told you. One second, I’m in my room reading a book and the
next, I’m here. I don’t understand what is going on and I’m really
confused.” I place my hands on my hips and glare up at him. He
tries to suppress another smirk as I continue to stare at him.
    “Most people don’t know that they’ve come
here; they experience it in a dream. You’re different, though. You
are fully awake.” He stops looking at me and focuses on something
in the distance, apparently lost in his thoughts.
    “Then, why are you here?”
    He glances at me out of corner of his eye,
but turns away and stares straight ahead. “That’s not important,”
he repeats. I am getting really tired of that line. “The important
thing is that I have to help you get back.”
    “What if I don’t want to go back?”
    “You have to. This isn’t where you
belong.”
    “You don’t understand. You don’t know what it
is like. I don’t want to go back home. My life is boring. I have no
family. I have no friends. I have nothing. At least this place is
exciting.” My mouth speaks the words, but my mind is telling me
otherwise. I don’t like this place. It freaks me out, but there is
a part of me that doesn’t want to leave yet.
    His face transforms. Instead of a hard
calculating look, a look of pity crosses his features. Pity is one
expression I’m completely tired of. I’ve seen too much of it
lately. As he opens his mouth to respond, the sky begins to darken
again. The clearing transforms from a peaceful and serene spot, to
something out of a horror movie. For the hundredth time today, the
wind increases its speed as dark gray clouds loom overhead and the
familiar sound of thunder rolls through the sky. Liam looks up and
his body tenses, as if anticipating an impending threat.
Instinctually, I move closer to him, gripping onto his arm for
support.
    A large winged beast descends from behind the
clouds, heading for where we are standing. Its dark and scaled body
blends with the sky. The length of its tail is covered with sharp,
blade like spikes. It has curved red horns and deep purple spots on
its back while two large pointed incisors poke out of the mouth.
Huge round eyes peer at us, daring us to make a move. Liam stands
up and hands me the knife he used against the Gorgoth earlier and
takes out another weapon. It looks like a long dagger. Liam starts
speaking in a language I don’t recognize and the blade begins to
glow. Before my eyes, it begins to transform into a long and sharp,
pointed sword.
    Noticing my shocked look, he shrugs his
shoulders and says, “It comes in handy.” He begins to turn in
circles assessing our surroundings. The beast lands on the ground
and stares at both Liam and me, only pausing for a second, before
moving towards us. Liam takes a step forward and moves in front of
me, pushing me behind him like he did earlier in the forest.
    He takes off towards the beast with his blade
pointing forward. Knowing what he is going to do, the beast turns
around, attempting to hit him with his tale. He ducks at the last
second, avoiding the bladed appendage. The beast turns back toward
Liam when he realizes he wasn’t hit. This