So here is chapter 3! Briarlight will also have her point of view in this one.

Briarlight slowly blinked. Her head felt groggy, it was like she was half-asleep. What happened? She remembered walking through the forest with Bumblestripe and then she heard some kind of voice, a singing voice. That was it. That was all she could remember. What happened after that? What happened after she heard that voice?

She slowly to her paws and almost fell over from a wave of nausea that swept over her. She stood still for a few seconds and took a couple of deep breaths to try to focus herself. Once she felt like she could move without causing herself to throw up she began looking around. It seemed like she was in a cave of some sort. It wasn't large, only two fox lengths, and the ceiling was maybe a tail length above her head. Glowing moss covered the walls letting off a weak light for Briarlight to see by.

"Where am I?" she whispered, her voice hoarse. She couldn't see a way out at all. How did she get down here? Wait. Where was Bumblestripe? Was he okay? She was frustrated that she couldn't remember anything that happened after she had heard that voice. She noticed something in the corner of the room and she walked over to it. It was a small pool of crystal clear water. Next to it was a small pile of fresh-kill.

"What does this mean?" Briarlight asked herself. If there was food for her here did that mean she was put here on purpose? Why?

"This is your home for now."

Briarlight stiffened and whirled around to see where the voice was coming from. Her eyes widen. What was that thing? It looked like a stretched out gray cat. The eyes were blood red and seemed to stare into Briarlight's soul. How did that thing get in here? There didn't seem to be any entrances or exits and this creature was bigger than any cat Briarlight had seen.

"What are you talking about?" whispered Briarlight. Her instincts were telling her that this thing was dangerous. "What do you mean this is my home? Where am I? Where is my brother!"

The creature shook its head before looking at her with those cruel blood red eyes. "The tom that was with you is probably dead."

Briarlight's eyes widen and she unsheathed her claws. "Murderer!" she yowled as she launched herself at the creature.

She wasn't sure how it happened. One second the creature was in front of her, the next he was next to her. He smacked Briarlight with a paw and she slammed into the ground, the breath knocked out of her.

"The world here is different than what you are used to," said the creature. "The rules you played by before are gone, replaced by the rules of this world. It would be best for you to be quiet and learn about it instead of fighting back."

"What are you talking about?" snapped Birarlight as soon as she had enough breath within her. She slowly got to her paws and winced. It felt like she had bruised something when she hit the groud.

The creature made a sound and Briarlight thought it must be the creature laughing. "You don't know anything do you? And here I thought you would know something. Of course all the beings from that world don't know about this one. My mistake."

Now that it was talking, Briarlight felt like it was a male voice. Could it be a tom?

"You are in a different world than your own," he said. "You are in a place where cats like you do not belong." He turned his head to look at the rock wall. He nodded and turned to Briarlight. "Well I must be going now. Keep yourself comfortable here."

"Where are you going!" yowled Briarlight as he walked over to the rock wall. "And what are you?"

He chuckled and looked back at Briarlight. "My name is Alastor. And I am a ghost." With that he stepped into the wall and was gone.

Briarlight stared at the spot where he had disappeared in shock for a few seconds before she ran over to the wall. She touched it with a paw but it was hard stone. How? That Alastor had stepped into the wall and went somewhere. If she had not seen it with her own eyes she would not have believed it.

"What is going on here?" she whispered to herself as she collapsed onto the ground. She was in another world? How could she believe something so crazy? There was no way it could be true! "Something had went through the wall right in front of you," she reminded herself, "That cannot happen. It's impossible."

Then what he said had to be true. She was in another world. Oh StarClan. He had said Bumblestripe was most likely dead. "Bumblestripe," she whispered, sorrow welling up within her. It could have been a lie, she knew that, but why would he lie to her about that? There was nothing to gain if she knew. "I'm sorry," she whispered, not really knowing why she was apologizing, "I'm sorry Bumblestripe."

With that she got to her paws. She would sit vigil for her brother. She would sit as long as she had to. For her brother's sake.

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Bumblestripe ducked under a low branch before he stopped on the edge of a clearing. It had been a couple of days since he had arrived in this world and Galen had said that Bumblestripe was finally well enough to walk around. So here he was, in the forest around the Gandal Tribe's camp. Galen was close behind him.

"How do you like the forest?" asked Galen.

Bumblestripe looked up at the impossibly tall trees. He had to crane his neck back to even attempt to see the tops. "It's different," he said carefully. He didn't want to offend Galen in any way. "The trees back home are shorter than these. The plant life here is much different and the sounds as well…" He couldn't even begin to imagine what kind of creatures half of the sounds he heard came from.

"Well that's true," said Galen with a chuckle. "I would have been worried if you didn't find it odd." He stepped into the clearing before gesturing with his tail to the sky. "How about that? Does the sky look the same where you come from?"

Bumblestripe stepped out into the clearing and looked up. It was a clear blue sky. The same as it was back home. "It looks the same," he said, in surprise. He never thought of looking up back at the camp and the trees were too thick out here to see the sky. In a way it was comforting. Even if everything around him was different the sky was the same.

"Well that's good to know," said Galen. He looked up at the sky. "How is your world different than this?" He gestured to the grass below their paws. "Is this grass different than what is found in your world? How are the trees different? The sounds, what kind of sounds are found where you are from?"

Bumblestripe blinked as he was bombarded with questions. He never pegged Galen for the talkative type but that was what he was doing. As if he realized what he was doing, Galen stopped and lowered his head, "I'm sorry for hitting you with so many questions. I'm curious to where you come from."

"It's alright," said Bumblestripe. Galen seemed to be one of the few cats in the tribe that didn't look at him with distain. Elita was the other but Bumblestripe had not seen her since their first meeting. Galen said she was busy doing her duties. He was about to answer when a loud roar ripped through the air. "What was that?" asked Bumblestripe, his head turned in the direction. He turned to Galen for an answer.

The tom was tense and he was staring at the direction of the sound with concern clear on his face. "Come on Bumblestripe," he said after a few seconds. "It would be best for us to go back now."

The firm tone told Bumblestripe there was no room for negotiation. So instead, he just nodded and followed Galen the way back they had come. He glanced back a few times and scented the air but he had no clues what whatever made that sound was.

"Galen? Can you tell me what made that sound?" asked Bumblestripe as they hurried through the forest.

Galen stiffened at the question and Bumblestripe silently hit himself for pushing the tom. It surprised him a lot when Galen answered, "It's probably one of the Enki. We need to hurry and get you back."

An Enki? That just pushed more questions into Bumblestripe's head. What was an Enki? Why did Bumblestripe need to go back because of it? Galen didn't seem to be in the mood to answer any more questions though. The ash furred tom didn't relax until they had made it inside the camp.

Coming back here after being outside for a while was slightly jarring for Bumblestripe. He was surrounded on all sides by rock instead of trees. He could feel the stares of the cats of the Gandal Tribe on him. It was like this whenever Galen took him around the camp for some reason or another. He expected it though. He was an outsider. However for some reason Bumblestripe thought that wasn't the only reason they were staring. There was something else, a different reason for the staring.

Galen sighed, "Well that was a close call. Wouldn't want an Enki to see you until after Lady Elita explains what is going on."

"What's an Enki?" asked Bumblestripe. Galen seemed calmer now and he might answer the question.

Galen shook his head, "It's best if you don't know for now." He perked up and said in a much brighter voice, "Anyway, shall we go eat some fresh-kill? You're probably hungry from your walk through the forest."

"Uh sure," said Bumblestripe before following Galen to the fresh-kill pile. It seemed to work the same way ThunderClan did it. Cats brought fresh-kill and put it on a pile and then cats took from it to eat.

Galen chose a large rabbit for himself and stepped to the side so Bumblestripe could take whatever he wanted. After a few seconds of searching, Bumblestripe picked up the smallest mouse he could find from the pile. The mouse was small by prey standards here but it was still large enough for Bumblestripe to eat and be full afterwards.

The two cats settled near the pile and began eating the fresh-kill. It was times like this that Bumblestripe felt like he was back in the clans again. Cats around him were going about, doing their daily business.

"Galen," spoke a brown she-cat with speckles of white on her fur. Her stomach was huge and hung low to the ground. It was obvious that she was with kits.

"Hello Maia," said Galen.

Maia settled on the ground in front of the tom. "The kits have been kicking hard. It's almost time right?"

Galen got to his paws, the rabbit forgotten. He gently pressed his paws against Maia's stomach and seemed to be looking for something.

"You have kits born where you come from too right?" the she-cat asked Bumblestripe. Bumblestrip was dumbstruck for a moment. This was the first time he had been spoken to by cats other than Galen. Realizing that she was waiting for an answer he quickly said, "Yes."

Maia chuckled, "Well good then." She turned to Galen who was done. "Well?"

Galen nodded, "Yes. The time will be soon."

Maia sighed and then got to her paws. "Well I guess freedom is almost over for me," she said with a light joking tone in her voice. She turned to Bumblestripe. "Well, it's nice to meet you." She laughed, "You're much different than what the rumors going around suggests. Honestly, cats think you are a mutant Enki eater or something."

"Maia," said Galen with a slight warning tone in his voice.

Maia rolled her eyes, "Anyway. I'm usually in that cave over there," she gestured with her tail to a cave on the bottom of one of the rock walls. "Can't climb to the higher ones like I used to with kits and all. Come by anytime. I need someone to talk to and you aren't doing anything usually."

"Go rest Maia," said Galen with a sigh, "You need to be ready to have kits at any time."

"Right right," said Maia with another roll of her eyes. "You better come by later," she said to Bumblestripe before walking towards the cave she had pointed out.

"Sorry about Maia," said Galen. "She's quite a chatterbox."

"That's fine," said Bumblestripe. In fact he was glad she was a chatterbox. He was glad that someone had talked to him. "Ummm, would it be okay for me to go talk to her later?"

"It's fine," said Galen. "You can walk around camp by yourself. Everyone has been instructed to not lay a paw on you."

Bumblestripe nodded to show that he understood. He knew he would probably only visit Maia. He still didn't trust anyone else here to not claw his tail off.

"Anyway, eat up," said Galen, "Lady Elita would be worried if you're not eating well."

"Alright," said Bumblestripe, taking another bite out of the mouse. He wondered if Briarlight was okay, wherever she was. He hoped Elita would be able to get him information about her whereabouts. Then he would figure out a way to save her. No matter how long he stayed here he would never forget his true purpose. To save his sister.