Hiya guys. So I neglected to explain this last chapter, but something I like to do is leave out physical descriptions of my oc characters so that you can either imagine them as you want, or put yourself in their place. I also like to ask how you guys imagine them, so if you imagine Ren a certain way, I'd love to hear about it! And at the end of the last chapter, I'll share with you guys how I've always imagined her! How does that sound? But anyway, I finished chapter two, so go ahead and enjoy!

I don't hit the ground.

Wait, no, why did I think that? I shake my head in an attempt to cast off the strange feeling of lightness that rests in my bones. I press my hands into the dirt as I ground myself. The well...must be deeper than I thought. For a moment, it had felt as if there wasn't a bottom at all! Feeling a bit more stable, solid now, I look up to see how far I've fallen.

Blue.

I can't tear my eyes away. It's blue, but it's so bright, so pure, I'd nearly mistaken it for white.

An involuntary gasp accompanies the sudden quake that wracks my body. My hands clumsily rush to shove my sunglasses back over my eyes as I hastily avert my gaze.

It...it's...what? Sunny? But I'm indoors! I definitely am...but that scent from earlier, that thick smell of grass and perfumed flowers, lingers thrice as potent as before.

Then...I can't leave. I have to wait until the sun sets. Just my luck that the sky would clear. The forecast said it'd be overcast all day!

Suddenly I remember by phone, and snag it from my pocket. Then I pause. Even if I call Mom or Dad, what am I supposed to say? Maybe I should just wait until sundown. It'll make them worry, but at least I'll be saved the humiliation.

But wait, I will be able to get out on my own, yeah? Much more hesitantly than before, I shift my gaze up…

...and my heart plummets when I see my parasol is nowhere in sight. Where it's gone isn't important right now, although I'll definitely dwell on that in depth later, but even if it was where it should be, there's no way I'd be able to reach it. I seriously misjudged the drop. One possible way to climb out exists as a sheet of vines crawling up the well's walls, but I could never. With my athletic skills, I'd definitely fall.

Without much of a choice, I regrettably click on my phone. No bars. Of course. I raise the device to get a signal only to retract it again without success. I really don't have a choice, then. I eye the vines warily. Admittedly, they look bigger than any vines I've seen, but does that mean they'll hold my weight?

Curling my sleeves securely around my hands and pulling up my collar to cover my mouth, I move to curl up against the wall and wait, except something prods my back when I move. I turn to look and my breath hitches. Bones. There are bones in here! And not just any bones! My eyes scan the shadowy prison, only now drinking in the entire skeletons partially buried in the ground around me. What sort of well is this?

This time careful to avoid the sharp bones, I curl myself into a ball in the corner. With time to spare until sunset, I let myself begin to wonder. Why is the well suddenly outside? Where did my parasol go? How did I not gravely injure myself on any of these skeletons? And where oh where did Kagome go? There's no secret passage like I thought, so how did she escape the well without me noticing?

Actually, you know what an even better question is? Why did I think it was a good idea to jump in the well? I mean, sure, I saw Kagome do it, but maybe I really did imagine it. Am I going insane? Is that why everything's suddenly weird? Did my brain go funny from my lack of vitamin D? I take supplements, but I always hear people say absorbing it naturally is healthier.

Thoroughly disturbed, I decide that's one rabbit hole I'd rather not go down. I was fine before today, and I haven't changed anything significantly in my routine or diet recently. For now, let's just assume I'm, for the most part, in my right mind.

But then, why did I jump? There was that scent, that smell that's still in the air, but although that undeniably moved something in me, I had the idea to come down here before I noticed it. Why? And what is it about that smell that I'm so attracted to? I mean, it's nice, but I've never been so drawn to a scent before, and I don't even feel the allure I felt from it before anymore!

The more I think, the more unanswered questions swirl in my head, and before I know it the light has begun to fade. I let my mind quiet, my eyes returning upwards. I shouldn't, I really know I shouldn't, but I'm in a fully shaded area, and the sun is far out of my reach, so it should be fine, right?

I remove my sunglasses.

The sky has begun to adopt the green of early twilight, a color I'm intimately familiar with, but that only makes up half of the sky I see. The rest blends into an at first pale peach, but farther towards the edge of my view, that gentle peach fades gradually to the beginnings of orange fire.

Suddenly, I'm no longer worried about climbing. I just want to see the depths of that flame. Slipping my shades atop my head, I push to my feet and step up to my ticket out. It would be no less than idiotic of me to come out now, when the sun is still above the horizon, but maybe if I time it right, I can peek at it just as is slips below. Maybe some of its heat will still be sitting around the edge of the world.

I grab onto a vine above my head and begin.

My progress is slow. If I move without thought, it would be dangerous. I find it's best to move a foot first, since it's easier to push myself up than to pull, followed by a hand. I force myself to forget about what might happen if I fall. Instead, I concentrate on the task, and occasionally glance at the darkening sky. The vines prove to be reliable. It's just up to me not to mess up.

My legs begin to shake, my grip on the vines tightening as I struggle to compensate for their growing weakness. As I fight to control my breathing, I tilt my head back to stare at the sky. It's gotten dark. The colors of twilight have replaced the sunset, blackness creeping in where they used to be. I shudder, knowing I've taken too long. Then my hair shifts and I jolt, barely managing to keep my hold on the wall as my sunglasses slip off my head. I don't look to see them fall. Cursing, I grit my teeth and lift a burning leg to continue on.

When I breach the top, I don't stop. I roll myself out and onto the ground, sprawling in the grass as I grant my limbs and lungs their much needed rest. As I pant, I stare at the stars. I missed the colors...but at least I'm out. And alive.

Breathing somewhat recovered, I lower my gaze. There's hardly any light to see by. Still, I can hear the wind rustling the trees. And by the tickling sensation grazing what little skin I have bare, I'm laying in uncut grass. I groan. I don't understand what's going on! It's like I just came out of a totally different well!

I'm halfway tempted to just fall asleep where I lay, as exhausted as I am. That would be an awful idea. I can just see myself waking up covered in welts and pain.

"I thought I smelled something weird."

I bolt into a sitting position, my eyes searching for whoever just talked. Behind me, approaching from the darkness of the trees, is a person's vague silhouette. A boy, by the sound of his voice. I hear him sniff.

"Yeah," he grumbles, coming to loom above me. I scramble back against the well. "You smell like Kagome's world, alright. You come through the well?"

My heart hammers against my rib cage. Come through the well? Kagome's world?

He squats and I stiffen. "Hey, you mute or somethin'?"

"Y-You know Kagome?"

"So you do, too, huh? Come on, I'll take you to 'er."

That same hammering heart lunges into my throat when the boy grabs my arm, yanking me roughly to my feet. The points of his nails dig into the cloth of my shirt to poke my skin. Points? His nails are pointed?

I stumble behind him, unable to see where my feet are in the dark. Do I pull away? Scream? Who is this guy?

"So what's your name?"

I blink. "R-Ren."

"Ren, huh? Why'd you come through the well?"

"What do you mean?"

"Why'd you come through the bone eater's well?" he repeats, a bit louder this time. The shape of his head shifts, and I assume he's glancing back at me. Can he even see me in this darkness?

"What do you mean 'come through'?"

He growls. "Forget it. You can sort it out with Kagome."

He doesn't talk again. I don't either. Instead, I listen. The night buzzes with cicadas and crickets, and the occasional frog, but other than that, it's silent. Where are all the cars? The sun just set! Shouldn't people still be out?

We emerge from the trees, and there's finally a bit of light! As I'm dragged down the slope, I absorb what I can now see. It looks like a countryside village, from the brief glance I get. I say brief, because with the dim glow emitting from the town, my guide's silhouette becomes a little more clear, and I become distinctly aware of two triangular shapes atop his head.

Are those...cat ears? Like those headbands some girls wear?

And his hair...it is a he, right? But his hair's so long! And what is he wearing that's so baggy? They're different from any sort of sweats I've seen.

As we approach the light, it also becomes obvious that his waist-long hair is white.

I only switch my attention back to the surroundings when we enter the village. Evidently, it has no electricity, considering the only light sources are candles. Who doesn't have electricity in this day and age? Are they that isolated? But I was in the middle of the city!

My guide stops and bangs on a door. When no one responds, the cat ears atop his head twitch. My eyes widen into saucers. Wh...wha…

He bangs again. He almost bangs a third time when a girl's irked voice snaps from within.

"Sit boy!"

Before I can register anything, the boy in front of me vanishes, and I'm dragged violently off my feet by my arm. A second later I realize my guide is face planted in the dirt, and his hand is still holding onto me. While I try to register what just happened, I also note that yes, his nails are indeed very, very pointed.

Growling, the boy peels himself off the ground and shouts, "Didjya really have to do that?"

"Yes, I did!" The door slams open. "It's the middle of the night and I'm trying to—" Kagome stops abruptly, her eyes meeting mine. Her expression blanks. "Eh?"

Releasing me, the boy stands. "I thought I smelled something weird, so I followed the scent and found her at the bone eater's well. She's from your world, isn't she?"

"Um…"

"Well is she or isn't she?"

Her eyebrows furrow and she kneels down to where I still sit on the ground. "Are you from Tokyo?"

From Tokyo? From Tokyo? "We...go to the same school," I say, tongue sticking to the roof of my mouth from lack of saliva. "My name's Ren Sajima."

It takes her a moment, but after a second her eyes light up in recognition. "Oh yeah, I've heard about you! You're the girl who's allergic to sunlight!"

"Allergic to sunlight? Is she a demon?"

My eyes fly to the cat-eared boy. Demon? That's a new one.

"No, no," Kagome dismisses quickly, as if he was asking seriously. "She's human. It's just a super rare condition where her skin reacts badly to UV rays."

"UV rays?"

"Sunshine. That is what it is, isn't it?"

Realizing she's talking to me, I confirm, "It is."

"You sure she's not a demon?"

A scoff escapes me. "It's called solar urticaria, and it's an actual condition, so no, I'm not a demon. I'm not a vampire, either."

"Even if she was, it's not like you're one to talk," Kagome pipes, glaring at the guy.

"Hey, I'm just bein' safe!"

"Um, Kagome?" She looks back to me when I speak. "Where...are we?"

She hesitates, a strange look coming over her. "Ah, yeah, how do I explain this? So, that well? It's kind of a portal to feudal Japan. I haven't actually been sick like my grandpa claims. I come here."

I know I must look like a gawking fish, but I can't help it. Is she serious right now? She can't be. But if it's true, by some, bizarre, magical way, it...would explain a lot.

"Also," she adds, "I'm a priestess, and Inuyasha here is a half demon."

Okay, that's bullshit.

"Listen," I start, "would you stop pulling my leg? What's actually going on here?"

"I'm telling the truth!"

"She is," the boy confirms displaying his nails, claws, before himself. "If you don't believe her, I can show you my power."

"Stop it Inuyasha. Listen Ren, I know this must be hard to be hearing all of the sudden. Why don't you come inside and get some rest, and we can talk in the morning? You can tell me why you came through the well, and I'll explain to you everything I can. Deal?"

I'd love to hear your guys' thoughts and comments, and if you want to share how you imagine Ren, I'm curious to know! In the meantime, I'll get to working on chapter three. See you guys next time!