Chapter 1
Lynn shuffled into her room, exhausted, wilted, and completely worn out. Her day had been packed with school, her job at the coffee shop, and at the bookstore. At seventeen you would think she would be out and enjoying the normal life of a high school senior. Yet, she wasn't. Ever since the tragic death of her mother fourteen years ago, her father was never home and rarely paid attention to the bills. Lynn was the only thing keeping them from moving to cheap side London. In 1944, that was almost an impossible task to maintain. Her employers took a giant leap in hiring her for their positions.
This night she had the dream, like every other night, it was always the same. A small island surrounded by dark blue waves. Deep, lush, jungles with distant snow top mountains. An large ancient wooden ship nestled snug close to shore. Pirates, Mermaids, Indians, and Adventure. And there, in the middle of all that... there was a boy.
He was tall, with ruffled red hair, and elf like ears. He was clad in a green moss like suit. Yet it was soft to the touch and felt so gentle against her cheek. Then there was his laugh, so bright and full of joy; contagious to anyone who hears.
Distantly he calls her name, "Lynn...Lynn...Lynn..." Though she can never remember his name. It was a distant melody. Beyond a wall that she was unable to break down. Yet, all she hears is her name over, and over repeatedly beyond the point of annoyance.
That's when she would wake up. Breathing heavily, soaked in sweat, hair all over the place. "Just a dream." She reminded herself. "It's only just a dream."
A breeze brushed across her face. Glancing to the furthest side of her room, Lynn saw that her window was wide open. Had she forgotten to shut her window? She was almost positive that she had shut and locked it after she finished reading upon the sill. Just as she rose to close the opened access she heard a loud creaking of the floor board from behind her.
She wasn't give time before a wool bag was thrown over her head and tied around her ankles. Screaming for help, Lynn was tied up by a scratchy rope around her knees. Soon she was lifted up into muscular arms. The shouting was deafening as they were falling from her balcony. Though how could she be falling if the shoulder she rested on was steady as can be. Where were they going? What could be happening? Inhaling deeply she screamed.
"Someone help me!"