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Sarah now awoke to the first rays of sunlight, and she bat her eyes heavily at the sight of its brightness. Oh how she dreaded it so, how the light made her ill. She sat up in her bed, her body aching and sore. She rose a hand and covered the side of her face with it.
"Ow," she mumbled to herself.
She looked down at her arm where she had been grabbed in the dream. And much to her horror, she hadn't dreamt it to be so realistic. There on her arm was a nasty, dark patch, with a fragile touch to it. Sarah gently touched it and winced. How could that have been real? It wasn't true, was it? How could she have conceived something from such a horrible dream?
"Sarah?" a voice now said, concerned. "Sarah, are you awake?"
Sarah looked to the door and listened carefully, then discovered it to be the voice of Magda. Sarah, noticing the bruise, hesiatated for a moment.
"Just a minute!" she said.
The young girl shuffled from her bed in a hurried manner and fetched her red shawl. She threw over her arms as she wrapped it around herself.
"Come in!" Sarah said.
The wooden door creaked open and the maid walked in. Magda's eyes reflected concern.
"Where in Saint Christopher's name did you go last night? You know how worried your father gets."
Confusion hit Sarah. She had left?
"That's impossible Magda; I was here all night with you, remember?"
The young maid shook her head.
"No, because after nine at night, you left. I never saw you for the rest of the night, Sarah."
Now the girl was confused and struggling not to scream internally. Sarah thought to herself, 'But I was here!' Magda walked toward Sarah and touched her shoulder tenderly. Sarah's heart began to beat fast. She worried about the bruise. Sarah's hand covered her arm where the shawl hid her bruise. Magda's eyes went to see, and she let her eyebrows pull together. The maid's hand wrenched the shawl away. revealing the bruise.
"Ow, Magda!" The maid's eyes went wide and her mouth dropped.
"What happened? Did someone do this to you?"
Sarah retaliated by saying, "No! Well, at least not here. And by here, I mean in the real world."
Magda's eyes went wide and her brows turned into an angry line. "Did someone hurt you?"
Sarah's heart was racing. What would Magda think? What could she tell her? She couldn't tell her the truth- Magda would think her mad!
"Sarah, please answer me! Who did this to you?"
Finally Sarah retorted, "Someone who doesn't exist!"
The red-haired girl raced out of her room and down the stairs, running off into the day in naught but her nightgown and shawl.
"Sarah! Come back! Sarah!"
Sarah walked alone for hours in the forest, not caring what anyone thought. She'd been walking for so long that she forgotten the time. Of course, the daylight was fading away and twilight approached. But as she walked alone, she felt a presence falling over her. She felt the eyes, she heard the breath mixing with the wind. The intensity was growing. Sarah's hands grasped the shawl closer to her breast as she ran. The wind blew her scent into the forest, alerting other predatory creatures with her smell. The Chagal girl ran for her life, ran until her tiny feet could carry her no more.
"Please! Help me, please!"
She couldn't see them, but she knew they were there. She finally fell to the ground, landing beside something cold, hard and covered in thorns. The thorns drove deep into her flesh, exposing blood in the process. Sarah screamed as she plucked each thorn out individually. As the thorns fell to the ground, she heard whispering in the woods. Turning her head toward the darkness, she heard voices echo of the giant boulders.
"Mmm, the scent of fresh blood," a voice said.
"Yes, it has a rather...perfect aroma," another said.
"If we bring this one back to the castle, Master shall reward us!" one sneered.
And before she could scream again, it was lights out for Sarah Chagal. With one whoosh, a cold hand contacted her face and turned her unconscious. The red-haired beauty fell on her back now, completely vulnerable with exposed blood to the creatures of the night.
-to be continued-