Looking back was no option; she had to get away from whatever she saw out there. She must have run for about five minutes before stopping to look at her surroundings again. This time, however, she was near a stream that was still flowing with water.
Elsa shook her head, if this were Arendelle the river would be frozen solid. She bent down near the river and drake some of the water, it was cool and bitter, but she was very thirsty.
"Move on, you louts! If we don't get back to Cair Paravel in time you'll be stone like the rest of them!" A loud female voice shouted. Elsa got up with a fright and heard the jingling of bells and more shouts from the same woman. She then caught a glimpse of a sleigh being pulled by two white reindeer, and in the sleigh were two figures, a very short man who wore polar bear's fur and wore a long red hood on his head.
Behind him, on a much higher seat, was a woman who had skin that was a deathly shade of white, a mouth that was as red as the blood that flows through our veins, a golden wand in one hand and a golden crown that draped her head, much more bigger and more prominent that the tiara that Elsa wore at her horrible coronation.
The woman was obviously a queen, and a very evil looking one at that. Elsa wanted to call out to her, but as quickly as she came, she left.
Things were getting stranger by the minute, but before she could follow the woman, something hit her in the back of her head with a snow ball.
"Look! It's the Witch! Get her now before she freezes us! "
And before she could react, Elsa was knocked unconscious be a blunt object.
"She's too pretty to be the Witch."
"Yes, but she wears the same dress."
"It's not the same dress, you idiot!"
"If she isn't the Witch, what is she doing here?"
"Someone should wake her up and question her."
"I'll do it."
Elsa woke up on a wooden floor and was greeted by three figures, all of whom were animals. There was a fox and two beavers, and they all had angry looks on their faces.
She woke up with a start, rubbed her eyes and head, and wished she wasn't there, but she was still there. The fox then asked a question that was expected, "Who are you and why are you here?"
"I-I'm Elsa, I don't know why I am here though but I'm sure this is a dream and I should wake up any second now, "she said. "I'm sorry, pretty one," said one of the beavers, who wore glasses, "I guess we hit you a little too hard, this is no dream. Please, sit down on that chair over there next to the fireplace and we'll talk."
They helped her up and put her into a soft couch next to a warm fire place and they gave her some hot tea to drink.
But, Elsa only had one question, "Where am I?"
