Lock sat up. Shock had screamed usually once a night; but twice.
Shock opened her eyes. Tried to move but winced in pain. It was morning. She could fell the Pumpkin suns warmth. She looked up and saw her brothers looking at her strangely. She tried to remember what happened last night. She remembered the dream and the burn but she tried and tried but couldn't remember how she got on the floor. She remembered a scream and extreme pain but that was it.
"Shock?" asked Barrel concerned.
"What?" she responded.
"How did you get on the floor?" Lock asked.
"Like hell if I know. I have been trying to remember but I can't" Shock replied. "I remember a scream and pain. That's it."
"You screamed twice." Lock said curiously
"Yes." Shock said sarcastically. "I had a nightmare. That's it. Nothing more. Now if you two would be so kind as to get me to the couch. Seeing as I can't move"
The two boy looked at each other embarrassed. They both realized that she had been laying on the ground the entire time. They picked her up and moved her to the couch. Once they set her down she tried to move her fingers but gasped as pain shot up her arm.
"What's wrong?" asked Lock. She wasn't sure what to think of that question. She knew the answer but the way he asked it was not like him. It actually sounded concerned.
"A witch's body has to get used to the uneven flow of magic in their body. And when it is too much for it to handle the body shuts down temporarily and it hurts." Shock replied. "Really bad." She added weakly then gave a weak smile.
"So when can you move again?" Barrel asked.
"Like hell if I know. I can't even move my fingers." Shock replied sharply.
"Fine. No need to be rude." Barrel replied curtly. "Bitch" he muttered to himself.
It was 5 o'clock before she could move again. Lock and Barrel were out in town pranking the mayor or something. Her head was killing her. She just wanted to go outside and walk. Just walk away from everything. The dream, the magic, everything. She was done with it. All of it. She started toward the elevator.
*Tink* *Tink*
She stopped dead in her tracks. That was coming from the pipe Oogie Boogie used to communicate with them. He would tap like that is he wanted something.
*BOOM*
She jumped. The boards that were over the mouth were sucked in through the pipe. She walked toward the pipe and heard Oogie's signature cackle. ::Oh god no. This is not possible. How could he... Wait. She was asleep that's it she was not awake at all she was sleeping soundly on the couch she was just having another nightmare. I mean you saw Oogie die::
"Come here Witchy. I know your there." The pipe cooed.
She started to back away but the pipe started sucking her in. There was no way out of it. She was going to find out if he was back or not whether she wanted to or not. She grabbed the edge of the pipe and held on for dear life. Her hat flew back and her waist length black hair was let down. She finally lost all feeling in her fingers and let go.
She opened her eyes. She was in the casino but where was Oogie. Panic started to set in. She ran to the ladder. She fell after she felt the chain pull on her leg. She was chained to the wall. She was stuck with no way out.