"Prim!", I yelled," Prim!"
"Over here!", she called. I run past a bolder surrounded by prickaly thorns and notice that prim is stuck.
"Thereyou are little duck, what ha-", the piercing screech of a single mockingjay was ringing through my ears. All of the sudden a large havercraft appeared what seemed like out of thin air. A large claw like are came down and seemed to move in slow motion as it picked her up and carried her off without a trace. When everything was over one mockingjay gave the piercing screech once more to indicate that whatever threat was there, has now left. As in sync all of the birds in the forest had started their harmonious singing once again as is nothing had even happened. Thats when the dream ended.
