My name is caroline. I was transported to the land of Ooo a year ago, and this is my story.
It was a Friday night, I was lying in my bed while I felt the cold New York chill come over me as it flew past my window. I didn't mind it, it was more refreshing then this warm, dank apartment. The small pool of sweat on my forehead dribbled down a little, falling down the side of my temple. I felt so tired, so exhausted from my days work. I felt the soreness in my legs, arms and torso. It wasn't excruciating, but it was annoying. I sat up, deciding it would be best to take some Niquil and painkillers. I walk across my tiny bedroom over to my even smaller bathroom. It stunk of bathroom products and the small alleyway, since my tiny window was open in my bathroom, and you could smell everything in that alley, the grime and the hobos. I was used to it though. Before opening my cabinet, I looked in the mirror. I saw my big blue eyes look back at me, seeing my long wavy brown hair that needed brushing, and my perfect complexion. I smiled, thinking my looks can get me whatever I wanted, and that I can manipulate people. I was a Hitman, an assassin. A killer for money, and a damn good one. My looks were half of the bargain, especially for the close up kills. I had been a hitman for two years, and it's all I know. It's all I know how to be. I accept who I am, because there is no one else to look to. There is only me. I reach inside my cabinet, and grab the pills and take them. After I swallow them, I walk back to my bedroom, yawning. I get ready to crawl back into bed, but notice something near the window that was shining. I stopped mid-walk, and walked to my window, to see what was shining. It was a green-blue marble, but it had a yellow flicker coming from the middle of it. Almost like a light. This flicker became brighter and brighter, so bright until it blinded me, causing me to accidentally drop it on the ground. I stepped back a little, then gaining my footing, I sat down on my bed and rubbed my eyes. "What the hell." I said angrily, getting up again. I looked on the floor for the marble, and when I saw it I picked it up again. But when I picked it up this time, In a snap of a finger, I was in a completely different place. I was outside, and it was pouring rain. I quickly zipped around in a circle to look at where I was. Trees surrounded me, and I realized I was in the woods. "What in the hell..How did I get here?" I said in a irritated questionable tone. I quickly did a 360 turn again, looking at my surroundings, getting more and more freaked out. I felt endangered, like something had brought me here, possibly to kill me. I thought of all the people I worked for, all the people I have done hits for. Could this be a trap? did some of the people that I work with bring me here? What did I do? I kept at a steady pace, and reached around my belt to find my gun. I felt around, and finally found one. I reached in my jean pockets and found one of my switch blades, I never go to bed empty handed. I was ready for whatever was about to jump me. No apologies were coming out of me! I should of just worked alone, like most hitmen do. Why do I have to be so stupid? I waited for a couple of minutes, ready with my gun in my hand, looking around at the trees. After a while, I heard nothing, and felt no presences. I let my guard down and lowered my gun. There was nobody here. I put the gun and switch blade back and walked towards the forest, I entered but I was still cautious. I walked further and further in, it was pitch black and hard to see, the night time has struck this new world. After walking for thirty minutes and just going in a straight direction, I finally sat down on a small rock and thought for a moment, and tried to come up with a plan. It was hard since I was so tired, and I only wanted to rest. I decided it would be best to sleep here for the night until morning, so that way it would be easier to see everything. I created a sort of tent from my sweatshirt to keep out the rain, I thanked myself for getting one of those hydrophobic-sweatshirts where when water hits it, it just slides down without a stain. I kept my face dry but couldn't do anything about the rest of my body. The rain is warm though, so I thanked god for that one. After a few minutes, I fell asleep.