There was a cold feeling that spread throughout her body. She could feel cold clouds coming out of her mouth as she breathed. Lucy finally opened her eyes and found herself standing in an empty room which resembled her room in England. Every detail was perfect. The bed was where it should be and there was even a loose floorboard at the corner of the room. "What?" She breathed out and saw the clouds of smoke coming out once again. Her hands were freezing. She rubbed them together and her arms. Why was it so cold?

Lucy knew that she wasn't in England. She was with Edmund and Caspian at the Dawn Treader! So, where was she? She needed to find that out as soon as possible. She headed for the door and as soon as her hand turned the doorknob, she regretted it.

She entered a greenish-black passageway that led on to two turns - one towards the left and one towards the right. "At least, it is not cold." She reassured herself and headed for the T-shaped passageway. "Left or right, Lucy?" She asked herself.

Taking a deep breath, Lucy turned left and found herself at another T-shaped passageway. "A Maze?" She thought to herself. She looked around for any sign of her brother. "Edmund!" Lucy screamed at the top of her lungs. "Edmund, can you hear me!" There was an echo of laughter and she recognised the voice. "Edmund..." She whispered to herself, accepting defeat.

After taking different turns and corners, Lucy found herself in front of a wooden door which resembled the one of the wardrobe through which she had discovered Narnia. She was very curious because she knew that she wasn't in England. She opened the door and felt an invisible force push her inside. The second she regained her balance, the door closed with a bang and locked itself. "Hey!" She screamed and banged her fists at the door. "Let me out!"

"Why do you even try, Lucy?" There was someone inside the room with her.

Lucy turned around, not being able to believe whom she was seeing. "Peter?" She called out. "What are you doing here?" That was when Lucy realised the room she was standing in. It was their house in Finchley.

"Do you have any idea how difficult it is to take care of three younger siblings?" Peter asked her.

"Did you get captured as well?" Lucy asked at the same time. "What?" She asked, processing what her brother had said.

"It was bad enough that I had to take the role of the strict parent but having to endure your tantrums?" Peter scoffed. "It was a nightmare." Lucy frowned. "I had to go through thousands of sleepless nights just so I could make sure that you would sleep peacefully. I've always had to protect you." He continued. "Protect you from the truth, from battles and from the real world. I can't do that anymore. You don't deserve my protection!"

"This is not real." Lucy shook her head. "Peter would never say that."

The person in front of her laughed an icy prickly laughter. "That's where you are wrong, little sister." He said, stressing on the last word. "I would never say that to your face. But you do know the truth, don't you?"

She shook her head, but was slowly starting to believe what he was saying. "Do I deserve his protection?" She asked herself. "Do I deserve him?"

Her questions we never answered, as Peter ran towards Lucy at such a speed that scared her. "No!" She screamed and blocked herself from getting harmed.

Edmund awoke with a massive headache which was even worse than before. Wherever he was, it was cold and dark. The floor was like ice. "Ice!" He breathed out and he stood up immediately. He looked all around, observing the place that was now only located in his nightmares. He was in his least favorite place, the White Witch's Castle. "This place was destroyed." He told himself.

He knew that it had to be some kind of trick, similarly to what the mist had done before, only much more real-looking. He looked for a way out, realising that the only way out was through the door of the dungeon. He had a bad feeling about that.

He entered a greenish-black passageway that led onto two turns - one towards the left and one towards the right. He approached the T-shaped passageway, realising that he had to choose a direction. Also realising he had no clue which way to go, he made the most logical choice he could at the time.""Well, I'm right handed. So, I guess I'm going right." He said as confidently as he could, which wasn't much.

As he continued walking he said to himself. "I must be in some sort of maze." "Lucy?" He called out. He continued in the maze taking turns and making corners. "Lucy, are you there? Is anyone there?" He regretted calling that out because in fact there was someone. Or something.

Edmund found himself at a door. It was a very plain door that he did not recognize. He opened the door, praying that it would open to the exit of this maze. Only to enter a room - the room at the Professor's house. "What?"

He could hear the sound of rain beating against the window and found that his bed was made. "You took your own time." A voice he recognized from behind him said, which made him turn around swiftly.

"Susan." He whispered, noticing that she was in England attire.

"I cannot do this anymore, Edmund." Susan said.

"Can't do what?" Edmund asked, concerned.

"Live with you." She snarled.

"What are you talking about?"

"It isn't fair!" She shouted "You two get to go back to Narnia while Mr. Magnificent and myself are forced to stay in this horrible place." She said as she pointed to the house.

"Susan, I get that you are mad. I don't think that it is fair either. But Aslan made this decision and we must respect it." He said as he tried to calm her down.

"Oh, stop lying."

"Lying?"

"You are such a liar! You lied all the time, you traitor. You betrayed all of us. You don't deserve Narnia or anything good!"

Edmund felt his heart rip into one thousand pieces. The worst part was that he believed her for a moment. But he knew that she was wrong. Aslan had forgiven him and that was what mattered. He also knew his sister and knew that she would have never said anything like that.

His theory was confirmed as Susan pulled out her bow. He knew that it had to all be a trick, he just had to find a way to outsmart it. "I always protected you." She said, pointing her bow at him. "I always made sure that you were okay. I would always try to stop the fighting between you and Peter. But you betrayed us, You betrayed everyone and everything you care about. And the punishment for betrayal is death."

She aimed the arrow right for his heart. Edmund listened to her words, refusing to believe that his sister would ever say such a thing. "The White Witch should have killed you all those years ago." She added. "Good thing I am about to finally finish the job." She focused on him, about to shoot.

"Shoot if you must." Edmund preached with his hands up in the air. "But Aslan has forgiven me for my sins and has even died for me. There is no price to be paid." He had closed his eyes and prepared himself for the arrow, giving her a clear shot. The last thing he heard was the arrow being released from the bow, and the exhale of his breath.

"Bravo." A voice mocked from behind him. "I didn't know you had it in you."

Edmund turned around still recognizing the voice all those years later. "Camus."

Cliffhanger I know! Well that's it for this week. Since next week is the week of Christmas, I will be taking a week off. But think of the hiatus as a way to really think about what will happen next...Until next time!-23LucyGrace