My dear Anabell, at last you have awaken from you slumber." I looked around only to see nothing. Everything was black, and moving. Then i noticed that it was a fog. "Where.. am... I?" I could bearly get the words out because my voice was so hoarse. " Anabell, you remember this place not? You love this place." I snapped back at the voice, "If I remembered.., I wouldnt have asked where I was." It was hard to take me seriously while my voice sounded like a dying frog. "So I see," the voice said," you are in Nevermore due to your eh, well, just know your here." As if it flipped a switch, anger filled my insides and I felt myself rise in the air surronded by a black magic aura. "Yell me why and how im here, NOW!" I hear the voice let out a heavy sigh. " My dear, you have been in Nevermore in that exact spot for 8 years out of commision." My heart dropped as I already knew the answer to my next question. "What do you mean "out of commision"." A zillion questions went through my head but not a single answer. All I could think about was the color green. " My dearest Anabell... I have been taking care of you for 8 years beause, ... You are dead.
