Chapter 3: The Doors and The Statues and The Obuliette
I had been walking for quite some time. I came to some doors. There were three of them.
"Oh! How am I supposted to which one to take?"
"You can ask us." a tatue said. I yelped and jumped back.
"Did-did you say something?"
"Yes, the blue door is the one to go through." a blue statue said.
"No, red."
"White!"
"Make your choice, or you will be trapped forever."
"OK. I'll go through the . . ." one of them cut me off.
"Enter and beware, if you get stuck, you get stuck for good." the white statue said.
"I'll pick . . . the red door." I said. The red door opened by itself. I went through it and I fell. There was a trapdoor. I screamed for help. I heard little feet.
"Ashley!" I heard. I hung onto the ledge.
"HELP!"
"I'll help you, Ashley!" Robin shouted. My arms ached. I was slipping. I fell. I felt a rope graze my fingers. I grabbed at it. I missed. After what seemed like a long time, I hit hard ground with a loud,
"OOMPH!" The wind was knocked out of me. My head landed with a bang and I got knocked out. I felt someone gently slapping my face, as my cousin used to. I opened my eyes. My cousin, Heather, was sitting next to me.
"Heather?" I asked astounded. She nodded.
"Yes, Ashley."
"You cannot be Heather. She ran away."
"I came to this place, as you did. I wished away Davey. I never got him. I fell into this place and here I have remained." her smile was brittle.
"You have been here for two years?!!?"
She nodded sadly.
"If you are really my cousin, what is the name of my turtle?"
"Ashley, you hate all reptiles. You don't have a turtle."
"HEATHER! It IS you!" I was so happy to see my little cousin. She's two years younger than I am, so she's fourteen. I hugged her.
"I missed you so much, Ashley."
"I missed you too." she is my favroite cousin, "let's get out of here."
"There is no way." she said.
"You mean either I stay here or I give my hand to Jareth? Not much of a choice."
"Oh. He picked YOU, huh?"
"Yes, he did. He said I was the right one."
"That is the worst pick-up line I have ever heard."
"Hardly."
"Did you ask him if he loved you?"
"No, I didn't have to. I saw it in his eyes."
"Did you really see his eyes?"
"Well . . . um . . . yea, I did." I lied.
"You were too busy thinking about how hot he was to notice his eyes. I know you, Ashley."
"OK, I didn't." I sighed.
"See, even though I'm your little cousin, I can tell you when you lie."
"Well, I guess there is only one thing to do." I said, "wait . . . " a though struck me, "if he doesn't love me then why did he bring me closer to the center?"
"Because he wants to draw you into his web and then once you go he'll hurt you." she said grimly.
"Yea, right. OK, well, Heather, there is only one thing left to do." I said.
She knew what I was going to do and Heather started shaking her head.
"Yes. If I want to save you and Jon, I have to. I'm sorry." I shouted, "JARETH!"
I had been walking for quite some time. I came to some doors. There were three of them.
"Oh! How am I supposted to which one to take?"
"You can ask us." a tatue said. I yelped and jumped back.
"Did-did you say something?"
"Yes, the blue door is the one to go through." a blue statue said.
"No, red."
"White!"
"Make your choice, or you will be trapped forever."
"OK. I'll go through the . . ." one of them cut me off.
"Enter and beware, if you get stuck, you get stuck for good." the white statue said.
"I'll pick . . . the red door." I said. The red door opened by itself. I went through it and I fell. There was a trapdoor. I screamed for help. I heard little feet.
"Ashley!" I heard. I hung onto the ledge.
"HELP!"
"I'll help you, Ashley!" Robin shouted. My arms ached. I was slipping. I fell. I felt a rope graze my fingers. I grabbed at it. I missed. After what seemed like a long time, I hit hard ground with a loud,
"OOMPH!" The wind was knocked out of me. My head landed with a bang and I got knocked out. I felt someone gently slapping my face, as my cousin used to. I opened my eyes. My cousin, Heather, was sitting next to me.
"Heather?" I asked astounded. She nodded.
"Yes, Ashley."
"You cannot be Heather. She ran away."
"I came to this place, as you did. I wished away Davey. I never got him. I fell into this place and here I have remained." her smile was brittle.
"You have been here for two years?!!?"
She nodded sadly.
"If you are really my cousin, what is the name of my turtle?"
"Ashley, you hate all reptiles. You don't have a turtle."
"HEATHER! It IS you!" I was so happy to see my little cousin. She's two years younger than I am, so she's fourteen. I hugged her.
"I missed you so much, Ashley."
"I missed you too." she is my favroite cousin, "let's get out of here."
"There is no way." she said.
"You mean either I stay here or I give my hand to Jareth? Not much of a choice."
"Oh. He picked YOU, huh?"
"Yes, he did. He said I was the right one."
"That is the worst pick-up line I have ever heard."
"Hardly."
"Did you ask him if he loved you?"
"No, I didn't have to. I saw it in his eyes."
"Did you really see his eyes?"
"Well . . . um . . . yea, I did." I lied.
"You were too busy thinking about how hot he was to notice his eyes. I know you, Ashley."
"OK, I didn't." I sighed.
"See, even though I'm your little cousin, I can tell you when you lie."
"Well, I guess there is only one thing to do." I said, "wait . . . " a though struck me, "if he doesn't love me then why did he bring me closer to the center?"
"Because he wants to draw you into his web and then once you go he'll hurt you." she said grimly.
"Yea, right. OK, well, Heather, there is only one thing left to do." I said.
She knew what I was going to do and Heather started shaking her head.
"Yes. If I want to save you and Jon, I have to. I'm sorry." I shouted, "JARETH!"