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We continued to fall. Peachie was yowling; Monica screaming like she'd never screamed before. Her scream was to cherish, to tell you. I was silent.

I looked around; the things were getting brighter, due to the light bottom. The light was dark and dim, but I still can see.

All I saw was dirt, and there was nothing to grab a hold and cling on it. The hole was perfect circle, and no root showed. It was miracle, to see things like those.

The light got brighter, and brighter. I could tell that we're getting nearer to the ground. My auburn hair fell apart and flew around my head, annoying me.

"We're…going…to…DIE!" Monica cried.

"No," I said.

Then everything suddenly froze. Monica was sitting on a chair, her hair smooth. Her face showed confusion. I was sitting, too. My hair remained normal—my hair stops at my elbow, to let you know—and unruffled. Peachie sat on the floor next to me. I looked around.

All I saw was the same perfect circle, but bigger and there was one huge door—like kingdoms have—standing.

"Let's go to that door," I said, and got up. My body felt fine, and I walked to the door, and smoothed my dairymaid dress. Monica got up and smoothed her dress, too. "Peachie, come." I said.

I tried to open the door, but couldn't open it.

"Huh," I said. "I can't open the door."

Then I heard something, like a patter-patter of footsteps. I figured that it was one person. I pressed my ear against the door, and I found out that the sound came from behind the door. As the sound came closer and closer, I backed.

The door opened, and a man stood there. He was handsome, with pale skin, and sea blue eyes. His hair was blond. He walked toward us. Peachie growled. His walk was smooth, fast.

"Hello, ladies," he said. His voice was beautiful, musical, and soothing. "I see that you have a dog growling, dear," he said to me.

"Peachie, quiet." Peachie suddenly quieted, but still growling undertone.

"Peachie, her name?" the man asked.

"Um—uh—yes." I sputtered.

"Mmm." the man said. "And what is your name, dear?"

"Um…" I said, and I realized that I had temporarily forgotten my name. Then, thankfully, I remembered my name. "My name is Penny."

"Penny, what a sweet name. Penelope, right? The girl next to you, what's her name?" he asked, directly to me.

"Monica." I said.

"Hm, nice name…" the man nodded.

"Uh," I asked, "we gave you our name, now you give us your name."

"Ah, yes," he said, smiling. "My name is…" he turned his back to us and turned to us again. "Jared."

Then a memory whacked me.

I was in different place, a really different place.

There were knights around me, bowing to me again and again.

Appalled, I turned and saw one man that strongly had resemblance with the Stranger Jared.

I found myself walking gracefully to Jared, and he took my hand. I looked down at myself. I had a red dress, and many jewelries.

"Queen Penelope," Jared said, "dance with me."

So I danced with him. He smirked, and leaned down to kiss me. I kissed him back.

We whirled and whirled. I wanted to stop but I couldn't.

"How are your reign, your Majesty?" Jared asked.

I wanted to say, "What the hell are you talking about?" but instead, I replied, "Oh, it is wonderful."

Then Jared pounced on me.

I gasped. I was back to the perfect circle. "You!" I cried at Jared.

He smirked. "Ah, yes, me!"

Monica was lost. "What?" she asked.

Jared ignored Monica. "How are you, Queen Penelope?"

"Don't you ever call me that name ever again!" I cried.

"Think so? Go ahead, and try to escape." He said.

He had point. We couldn't escape.

I sighed. "Fine. What do you want from me?"

"Oh, believe me, nothing." He said, and smirked.

"Whatever. If you want anything from me, just tell me now. There's no point in staying here, and I want go to home!"

"Yeah," piqued Monica. "We want to go to home now."

To add her point, Peachie barked.

"Nope, you can't leave." Jared said.

"Why not? It's three to one. Beat ya." I said.

He chortled. "No, no. Monica and Peachie can go home, but you don't go to home. Never again."

"No! Peachie can't live without me! Please let Peachie live with me!"

"Okay, I'll grant your wish." He snapped fingers, and Monica disappeared.

I sniffed, I was crying now. Tears rolling down on my cheeks, I said, "Now what do you want to do with me? Do your thing right away."

"Do you really?"

"Yes. Hurry up. Take all blood from me and from Peachie."

"Not entirely." Jared said, and looked at me.

"What?" I asked.

"I'm not going to tell you what I'm going to do. See ya later," he said, and lunged at me.

I screamed, and darkeness engulfs me.

The last thing I thought: Peachie. Oh, Peachie!

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