A/N: I didn't know what category to submit this under so I just submitted it under all three if decide which one it belongs under tell me and I'll change it.
Chapter 1
A young girl sits in a library half-heartedly tapping the keys of the keyboard. She sits all alone in a huge library next to a window, outside the world is a barren winter landscape. Of skeletal trees and dead bushes. As solitary tear makes it way down her cheek she wipes it away hurriedly with the back of her crimson tip hand. The wind had begun to blow and caused the snow to fly off the roof in a kind of cyclone. It was strange how the weather was reflecting her true mood. Cold and dead but with a bit anger just below the surface. The wind became louder and the draft became rougher causing her papers to ruffle. She absent-mindedly put her calculator on top of her papers to stop them from any future movement and tried to concentrate on the paper she was writing. The wind had reached a howling point and the old fashioned windows to blow open and blow her papers free of the calculator.
When the windows blew open the girl was enveloped in a swirling mass of wind, ice snow, dead leaves and papers. The mini cyclone seemed to engulf her she screamed and nobody heard her. She grabbed her backpack and slung on her back just before she felt herself falling through the air.
The next thing she knew she landed hard on the ground she instinctively curled herself into a ball into a ball in case anything else happened. After a few minutes she cautiously unfurled herself and took stock of her surroundings. She was in the middle of the woods. The trees were huge and ancient and faded sunlight trickled down through their leaves. It was a beautiful little clearing and if she wasn't so scared out of her mind then she might have actually enjoyed the serene little clearing. But at the moment she was completely and utterly freaked out, but then again who wouldn't be if they had just got transported into the woods by research papers and snow. She carefully sat down and looked down at herself. She was wearing the same white fleece vest and red shirt, same jeans and the brown boots. Everything was the same except for her surroundings. Night was approaching fast so she opened up her backpack and found it full of clothes. Well the convenient if not mildly creep so she pulled out her jacket, covered herself with her jacket and tried to fall asleep.
