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Chapter 2

'At least it stopped raining.' Still, my frown stayed. I reconized not a single thing around me. The buildings, roads, and even cars looked so...old fashioned. It was starting to freak me out.

And another thing. It was Halloween. I may not remember what I was doing before, but I know what day it was still. Plus, I was still wearing my witch costume for that silly party (No. I did not go trick or treating. I'm 14. I went to a party. I left. I think. Did I make it home? Apparently not...) Yet, I saw not a single pumpkin, skeleton, ghost decoration etc. Maybe it was too late for trick or treaters, but people don't usually bother taking decorations down right after.

The boys weren't saying anything. The blond boy sped-walked as fast as he could straight ahead. I'm sure he didn't want to jostle Nina too much. The armor kept my pace.

'Guess armored man is keeping track of me.'

After a while, the blond boy finally approached a building and made his way inside. The armor and I followed.

I think it was an apartment building because of all the doors. I didn't know which one to look for, so I just followed.

'Wait a minute. I am following complete strangers to another complete strangers' house.' Paraonia started to bloom in my chest. 'I shouldn't watch so many true crime stories. Surely, nothing will happen.' But, it's hard not too get nervous when you see and hear some of the things from foster care.

'What other choice do I have...I can't remember how I got here or what I was doing. Pleasant Valley is not a big city like this...and I don't even reconize this city.'

The blond boy started banging on a door loudly and I jumped out of my thoughts.

"Come on, please open the door." I heard the him mumble.

I tensed when said door finally did open. I saw a man standing in the door with glasses and...pink pajamas with chicks on them? (Okay, I will admit I was so happy to see some modern looking clothes. The pajamas remind me of Wal-mart ha ha!) The man looked sleepy, confused, and concerned all at once.

"Ed what's wrong -"

"Can we come in, please. Nina and Alexander somehow got back to normal, but they are wet and cold. Nina needs clothes too. Maybe medical care, I don't know. HQ is empty right now and you were the closest person around."

The blond boy pleaded fast, gesturing to both Nina in his arms and Alexander in the armor's.

"Of course. Come in." The man shuffled us all in quickly and closed the door. The man instructed us into the living and quickly retrieved a stack of dry thick towels from the bathroom.

I took one and spread it on the floor where the armored man wanted to lay the dog. He draped and tucked another towel over the dog for warmth.

"Please girl, wrap Nina up. Do you see any injuries?"

The blond boy was beside me now.

"Of course. I don't think so. I didn't see any blood earlier. She just said she felt bad." I grabbed the fluffiest towel from the stack and carefully took Nina from the boy's arms. She was sound asleep, but her face still look so tired and pained.

I peeled the wet cloak off of Nina and wrapped her up in the towel. I checked first and did not see any cuts, bruises, or blood. She look compelety fine.

'But...that first dog and the weird red glow...what in the world was that?'

A woman came into the room followed by the man again.

"Gracia is going to take Nina, dry her off, get her some clothes, and put her back to sleep. Okay?" The man had a hand on the blond boy's shoulder and gave both him and the armor reassuring looks.

"That's fine. We need to talk with you anyway." The blond boy said looking at me.

"Sure. I want to talk too."