Chapter One-
I now think I really shouldn't have tried to make a machine that defies space-time patterns to take you to what time and place you want to go to because I believed it would make me rich. Well… it probably would have if I was smart enough to not take it for a test ride until I was certain, 100% that there were no bugs. Well, too late now. Where ever this place is, it is impossible to go back. Why would I even want to go back? There was nothing left for me there anymore. So, where am I? I don't know. I just hope I don't get bloodily murdered before I get a chance at a new life here. Whatever this place is…
Hey, people are coming over. I do have a good question though. Where did my voice go? I want to draw their attention to me, but I can't speak! Oh, yeah, I am just nervous because those boys are crazy hot. Look at that tall one with the dark brown hair… does he have red eyes? That is weird as hell… Hey, they are coming this way. I feel like I am a deer in front of twenty million headlights in front of me. I am going into overload right now… Brain loading and processing… ding, all done. That's better. Those other boys are very cute, that one who I am sure definitely has a girlfriend, listening in to the crowd, who is standing next to a "Rima" is gorgeous. Luckily, he is not my type, but a good distraction with everything going on right now. The one with the red eyes has noticed me over here. I really hope I am not bleeding, because I get the feeling that I am bleeding, and if I am, the only place I can possibly be bleeding is on my head because my back is dry and I can see everywhere else. I don't know, but I do feel light headed and sleepy. This is too much for me to handle. I am going to knock out if nothing is done.
I almost fainted but then I heard a voice.
"Hey, wake up. Come on, wake up. You can do it. It'll all going to be okay mystery girl who kinda appeared out of nowhere in the Night Class's dorm. I'm going to carry you to the infirmary. Say something to approve, and if you don't say anything, I'll take you there anyway."
I try to wake up, to say something, but all I mange doing is start having a fit and blood comes out of my mouth. I try to cover, and in a push of strength, I say, somewhat unhelpfully because it is obvious, "Please help me!" and it comes as a kind of whisper, but the person, a guy, but I can't see his face, not that it would matter much, tries to help me. That much I know.