I was lying in bed with Lucy next to me, clutching to my sleeping gown. We heard the bombs and the planes outside and I held my little sister just as tightly. Were we gonna die? Susan rushed into the room and looked at us, her torch light blinding us.

"Susan!" I yelled.

"Come on!" She ran over and helped us out of bed.

We all ran out at once in a line, it reminded me of when mother ducks walk and her ducklings follow behind her.

"Run!" Peter, my older brother yelled.

I grabbed onto Lucy's hand and we ran towards the bunker.

"Wait! Dad!" I heard Edmund yell.

"Ed!" Peter protested.

"Edmund!" Mum screamed as Susan and I opened the door to the bunker.

"I'll get him." Peter told us.

The sound of a bomb came closer and the four of us rushed into the bunker.

"Come on! Hurry!" Mum yelled outside to Peter and Edmund.

Susan, Lucy, and I sat on the bed, comforting the youngest Pevensie child.

"Why can't you think about anyone but yourself? You're so selfish! You could have got us killed!" Peter yelled when Edmund fell to the ground.

"Stop it!" I yelled at Peter.

Mum went over and hugged Edmund, "Why can't you just do as you're told?"

Edmund looked up at Peter shamefully before Peter slammed the door shut.

The next morning we went back into the house and mum had us pack our clothes. We were leaving. But mum was staying. After getting our coats on, we left for the station. Mum handed us out tickets and pinned them onto our coats. The station was crowded. Full of children that were leaving so they would be safe. But their parents and grandparents and aunts and uncles, all the adults that cared about them, were staying. What if there was another bombing? What if they died? The children would have no one to go home to.

"The country's boring." Edmund said as mum pinned his ticket.

"Boring is safe, Edmund." Susan replied.

"If dad were here he wouldn't make us go." Edmund sulked.

I ignored them and looked around, watching all of the children on the train, saying goodbye to their loved ones. I snapped back into reality when mum hugged me,

"You'll be good, won't you, Alice?" Mum asked, putting her hands on my shoulders.

I nodded, "I'll miss you."

"Oh, I'll miss you, too, sweetheart." She had a sad smiled on her face.

She then moved on to Lucy and Susan, hugging them as well. Teh whistle sounded and I knew what that meant, we had to go now.

"Alright. Off you go." Mum said.

I grabbed Susan's hand before grabbing my suitcase and we walked towards the train. Officials looked at our tickets before letting us on board. The train was crowded. I couldn't even move unless I wanted to hit someone. I, luckily, was by an open window. I stuck my head out and saw mum a little ways down in crowd. She saw me and waved,

"Bye mum!" I exclaimed.

Lucy and Peter stuck their arms out and waved to her, too. The train started to move, and mum was slowly getting farther and farther away. Once we were out of the station, we went and found an nearly empty compartment to sit in. There were two small children sitting on one seat. Peter grabbed Lucy's suitcase and put it up top for her and tried to do the same for Edmund, but being Edmund, he did it himself. I sat closest to the window, Edmund right next to me. Then was Peter, Lucy, and Susan. I watched as the city, with many buildings destroyed, flew by and the train drove into the country. There were green hills for as far as the eye can see. It was beautiful.

Edmund looked bored out of his mind. I couldn't blame him. Not much to do on a train. Lucy was looking at a map above the seat, and she looked down at Edmund before offering him her stuffed dog. Edmund took it with confusion on his face before handing it to the little boy, no older than five, across from him. The boy took it happily and Lucy smiled at him.

We arrived at the first stop and the two children across from us left and Susan and Peter took their spots on the seat. I continued to watch the scenery outside. Who knew the country had so many trees! It was a while later before we got to our stop. We got our things and got off the train. We were the only children here. When we heard an automobile, we ran to the stairs and rushed down into the mud. It honked before passing us. Apparently that wasn't our ride.

"The Professor knew we were coming." Susan said.

"Perhaps we've been incorrectly labeled." Edmund suggested.

We then heard the galloping of hooves and around the corner came a lady in a floppy hat with a beautiful white horse carrying a cart.

"Mrs. MacCready?" Peter questioned when she stopped in front of us.

"I'm afraid so." She answered before looking at each of us and our meager baggage, "Is this it, then? Haven't you brought anything else?"

"No ma'am. It's just us." Peter answered and Lucy nodded her head.

"Small favors." Mrs. MacCready said before she motioned us to get into the cart.

"Professor Kirke is not accustomed to havin' children in this house. And, as such, there are a few rules we need to follow. There will be no shoutin'. Or runnin'. No improper use of the dumbwaiter." Mrs. MacCready told us as we walked into the house and we walked up some stairs.

"No touchin' of the historical artifacts!" I turned around and saw that Susan was about to touch a bust on the stairway landing. She quickly snatched her hand away and looked up at the older woman, "And above all, there shall be no disturbin' of the Professor."

Mrs. MacCready led us through the house and to our rooms. Lucy and I shared a room. We always shared a room, even though I was a good five years older. I was the same age as Edmund. We are twins after all, even though we look nothing alike. Edmund had dark brown hair with freckles and pale skin. I had blonde hair like Peter and a clear face. Susan was two years older than me at 15 and Peter was older than her by a year at 16. Lucy was the youngest at age 9.

Right now, Lucy and I were in our separate beds and Peter and Susan were in the room. Susan was tyding up the room and Peter was looking out the window and at the same time, listening to the radio. Susan turned down the radio and looked at Lucy.

"The sheets feel scratchy." Lucy said.

Peter and Susan walked over and sat on her bed, "We won't be here forever, Lucy. We'll be home soon."

"Yeah, if home's still there." Edmund replied, walking into the room.

Susan scoffed, "Shouldn't you retire to your own bed?"

"Yes, mum." Edmund said sarcastically.

"Edmund." Peter scolded.

I got up and sat next to Lucy, "You saw outside. This place is huge. We can do whatever we want here. Tomorrow's going to be great, really. Do you want me to read you a story?"

Lucy nodded and I went over to my suitcase and grabbed my favorite book in the whole world, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland.

I sat back down and opened to the first page, smiling at Lucy before reading, "Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, bit it had no pictures or conversations in it, 'and what is the use of a book,' thought Alice, 'without pictures or conversation?'"

The next day though, was not great. We couldn't go outside because it was raining. Lucy and I sat by the window, staring off into the distance. I watched as raindrops clung onto the glass of the window, and slid down until I couldn't see it any longer. I was ignoring the conversation in the room, tracing my finger over the perfect symmetry of a rain drop. It seemed like it had frozen in time almost. When the rain drop moved on, I turned and watched Lucy walk towards the middle of the room,

"We can play hide and seek."

"But we're already having so much fun." Peter said, looking towards Susan and she glared at him.

"Come on, Peter, please." Lucy then gave him the puppy dog look, "Pretty please?"

Peter smiled at her, "One, two, three-"

"What?" Edmund protested.

We got up and ran out of the room Peter was in. Hide and seek would be fun in this house. It was huge. I ran down a hallway, trying to open the doors, but they were locked. Then I saw Lucy trying to do the same thing. Then I found one that was unlocked.

"Lucy." I whispered quietly.

She turned to look at me and I opened the door and motioned her to go in first. I soon followed and shut the door behind us. Lucy was standing right in the middle of the room, staring at something that was covered by a sheet. I looked around, it was the only thing in the room. And why was it covered up? The only sound I heard was a buzzing of a fly by a window, the rain outside, and Lucy and I's breathing.

"What do you suppose is under there?" I asked as I griped the sheet.

"Probably a wardrobe or something of the sorts." Lucy answered, grabbing the other side.

"One, two, three." I said before we both pulled down the white fabric.

It was a wardrobe. A big one, too. I ran my fingers over the the brown wood, staring at the carvings. There was an apple, two lions, a sunset, a horse, a tree, and other things I couldn't quite make out. A mountain, possibly? A castle?

I heard Peter's counting and Lucy opened the door and white marbles came out, rolling across the floor. I climbed in first, and Lucy after me, closing the door. It was a sea of fur coats in here. I moved backwards to give Lucy more room, and it seemed like it went on forever. Then something poked my bum and I gasped and moved forwards a bit. My back felt... cold. Why was it cold? I slowly turned around and came face to face with a pine tree with it's needles covered in snow. And beyond that, it was snowing.

"Lucy... are you seeing what I'm seeing?" I whispered.

She moved beside me and gasped in shock. Lucy grabbed my hand and started walking forwards. I looked back at the door before following.