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She stopped mid-jog in front of it. The two red dragons stared back out at her. Chihiro felt a twinge of recognition before she turned to face the bizarre tunnel. Soft winds beckoned her inside, bringing up dust and leaves. The trees blew and swirled, whispering secrets to her. She took an uncertain step forward. The moment her foot hit the ground the music from her mp3 was stopped by static. An unfamiliar song poured from the buds of her earphones. It felt as if her breath was knocked out of her but she didn't understand why. Why did she feel like this? Why did it feel as if at any moment she'll drop to her knees and sob? Chihiro felt her heart speed up and she caught a piece of the song.

Turn away now I hate to let us down but you know I can't come for you, I've been telling you forever but you seize to remember I'm a world away from you…

Her heart skipped a beat. She could've moved, gone in if she wanted, but she didn't. She couldn't. Chihiro stayed standing still, entranced as she gazed into the shadows. Her mind screamed, it swirled, and it blew. It strained to recall something, but what?

I loved you from the start and it's tearin' me apart to pull away its true, I hate to see you cry and I hate to say goodbye but you know it's what I have to do…

Chihiro's eyes had dried, but she didn't blink. She couldn't feel the slight sting forming there.

I'll be the last one you see I'll be the first one to leave from your memories; I got it just how I wanted now you can be free by the thoughts of me…

The forest was quiet, everything silenced, and then the wind came. It surged in such harmony it seemed to be the trees the conductor and the wind its voice. It was beautiful enough for one to lose himself in pure bliss. The voices quieted to a whisper and in its angelic tone it sung one word.

"Go." Chihiro felt her legs working overtime. All of her body was working to get her out of there. Everything in its place, except her mind. She replayed the word over and over inside her head falling in love with it. How could a simple word make her feel like this? How is it, she found herself feeling love for its owner? Why?

She was out of the woods quickly, into her small suburban town. Regaining consciousness with the rhythmic thrum of her feet against the pavement, Chihiro started climbing the small hill between the town and her house. Her legs burned with the descent and she heard someone shout her name, but she merely flicked her head in the direction. Chihiro saw her house up ahead and propelled her legs even faster towards the dark wood door. She gained speed going down the hill, her ponytail blowing behind as she stumbled quickly.

She cut through the grass of her lawn and burst through the door not bothering to take off her shoes as she collapsed at her kitchen table. She covered her head in her arms and her body heaved with ragged sobs. Chihiro continued for a few minutes before jerking her head up as if awakening. Then she took in everything; her scratches from the woods, the door hanging ajar, her wrecked hair. Chihiro held her breath as truly then realized she was crying.