Four days later.
As I wake up and observe my surroundings I find myself in this weird room. There were all sorts of beds with different looking people on it. Explains everything. I had a nervous breakdown and something happened or maybe one of the rides crashed... I was hoping the last one because that would be cool. A grin cheeped up on my face, then I realised, this wasn't a normal hospital. There were younger adults looking after people and at another bed there was a dude... He looked like he really had leg hair disorders. I stopped staring because if I had leg hair like that I wouldn't want anyone staring all that much. I sit up and grab the rock, wait. There that proves that was all real. This also meant... Dania... Was gone. I get out of the bed, which in all due respect was a really bad bed. Anyways. I walk to the entrance of this house that also looked like a strange tent. I walked out the door and I was happy to know that no one realised I was gone. Making it easy for me to get away, out of this place. I looked around making sure no one was looking then bolted to the forest. I might of used those deranged powers of mine but in New York that made the mist thing come towards us so I think it would draw the attention of all the random people over in the camp looking area.
As I look harder I start to see a horse dude. The same one that was at the hill however long that was ago. Hoping that he wouldn't see me... Oh crap. His eyes lock right on to me and start galloping towards me. Leaving the guy he was talking to stop in mid sentences and wonder what was going on. This would suck if I wasn't able to leave and thinking that thought made me go faster and faster. I guess this is when it comes in handy to be a pro runner. Escaping from horse dudes. Then I reach the forest and start looking for a great place to hide. There was a rock. No stupid idea. Grr you would think in a forest like this there would be a nice place to hide. Then up in front of me was a pile of rocks. That if you just looked at it the right way looked like a pile of shaving cream. I bolt to the other side of the rock pile and look behind me. No sign of pursuit. I guess that is the hard thing about being a horse dude. Not able to get into a thick forest. Or maybe harder. I start to think of an escape route because I can't stay here forever. I wish I could think of somewhere right now. If I only knew the forest better. What if I tried to get to the road or something? Maybe find a store. Phone a taxi... I grabbed for my backpack but of oh yeah. I forgot to pick it up. Oh my god! Why me? I look again to see and I see some movement. Oh great, I have a choice risk staying here and get caught. Or make a run for it? My better chance would be to make a break for it because the horse dude would have a rough chance getting trough again.
I make a break for it. How long has it been? How long since I was in L.A.? I wonder what my Guardians are doing now. Probably eating a nice dinner. Thinking of that I was starting to feel hungry. I knew I had to keep running though. If I stop I would get caught because the forest was starting to get thinner. And then the forest stops. No warning. Oh well. I keep on running starting to feel like I'm on fire. I have no choice now. I have to use those weird powers or there is no chance of getting away.
As everything starts to slow down behind me I feel even more tired and then I stop. If I was going to run I couldn't do both. I already felt tired even before that now I felt like I was going to just curl up into a ball and sleep for ever. My only chance now was to find the road but there was no road. I look behind me and I was being chased by two people. The horse dude and then this other dude that I haven't seen before. I keep looking for the road and now I only see sand in the top left corner of my eyes. I turn for their wondering if the lake was close to the road. As I glance behind me I notice that the other dude I haven't seen before was a bit on the chubby side. He was slowing down but the horse dude was gaining on me. Grr I know it would be stupid to turn around and fight. Even if I won. This would be a small chance. What would I do with their bodies? I stumble onto the sand and I start to slow down even more. And as I turn my head to look again. With no doubt the horse dude is right behind me and gaining even more space on the sand.
CRASH.
Im knocked violently into the sand getting sand in my mouth and start spiting it up. I look up wondering if I could still run but there was no point the horse dude and the other more chubby dude where right there and as I look up even more. The chubby dude pulls out his sword and puts it to my neck.
"No point in running girly." He says. I reach for the rock and I wish for two daggers that were the size of my hands to my elbows. Then right there in my hands two daggers appear. I slash the sword away and jump up springing onto my toes like a boxer. Slashing at my enemy's leg.
"Bring it on." I laugh back.