Chapter 3
"Shoot," said Samantha as she walked though the dusty road. It was almost dusk and she still had no clue where she could sleep. From what she had seen of the town, it didn't seem like they had any hotels, in fact, it didn't seem as if any of these buildings where houses. They all looked like they came out of storybook. They just didn't seem real. And it was almost dark. the streets didn't look too friendly. Finally, she decided to stop and ask for directions from an old man who was standing by the corner of what she guessed was his house. "Excuse me sir, but can you tell me where the nearest hotel is?" "oh, hello there," he said, "well, the nearest hotel is about a block from here, but it's pretty expensive. Why don't you stay here for the night?" "really, I could," said Samantha excitedly. "of course, come on in." as soon as Samantha got into the mans house, she knew she wasn't in Texas anymore. The house looked like the pioneers might have used it. " I'm having someone else stay too, so you'll have to share a bed with her" He said, leading her to a room. The house was quaint. It didn't even seem as if there where two bedrooms. But when she got down the hall, she discovered that there where not two, but five rooms! She didn't understand it at all, but decided not to say anything. When she entered the room, she saw a girl around her age sitting on the bed, taking off the red bows hat tied her brown hair back into two small buns. "Hi there," she said smiling at her, "I'm Miaka, what's your name?" "I'm Samantha, Samantha Duffy." " That name.your not from around here are you?" asked Miaka after the man left. "no, I'm not. In fact, I have no clue where I am. Why do you ask?" Miaka looked at me with a very serious face. " Exactly where are you from?" Samantha was startled by the question. 'If this isn't a dream, then maybe she's a police officer.no she's too young, but still' Samantha thought. So, just to be on the safe side, she decided to counter Miaka's question with a question of her own. "Well, where do you live?" Miaka immediately smiled and answered the question that would make Samantha immediately trust her. "oh," said Miaka, " I live in Tokyo. Do you know where that is?" she asked, trying to hide the suspicious tone of voice she was using, failing terribly. But Samantha was too surprised to notice. "your..," she started, "your from Japan! I've always wanted to go there, that's so cool! Tell me what it's like, please." " I knew it!" said Miaka, pointing accusingly at Samantha, "you're from my world." 'her world,' Samantha thought, 'either this person is just really self centered or she has really big problems.' Samantha laughed at the though, leaving Miaka baffled. "what, what's so funny" she asked, giggling nervously at the thought of Samantha being some kind of assassin. "are all the people from Japan that conceded?!" she asked, laughing harder. At first, Miaka seemed to get less tense, but once she processed what Samantha had said, nervousness gave way to anger. "are you calling me conceded?! You don't even know me!!!" and with that, she turned and walked out the door. Samantha was a little surprised at first. She didn't expect Miaka to take her so seriously. But, being her usual self, she recovered quickly and let curiosity take over. She watched Miaka walk over to the door across from them and knock from a small crack in the door. Soon after the door opened revealing a man and a women who let Miaka right in. so, once the woman who opened the door closed it, she went to the door and put her ear next to it. That's when she heard Miaka crying. "what's wrong Miaka?" asked the woman. "It's that girl, that girl who's sharing a room with me. She's so.so, I don't know, just so!" she said in aggravation. 'so rude' finished Samantha for her. She just now realized how much she had hurt Miaka. 'I had been such a jerk' Samantha thought, 'but I can't apologize now, I've got to wait till she comes out. "you have someone else in your room," asked the man, "you should have told Nuriko and I something. You know it's not safe!" "Hotohori, please be considerate," said the woman, who she could only suppose to be Nuriko. "what happened? Do you want me to scare her away?" "oh no," said Miaka, who obviously had no intention of scaring Samantha away, "not at all. In fact, we have to do everything but that. I'll lock her in that room if I have to!" Samantha had heard enough to come up with a conclusion, "they are police, I had probably just stumbled upon some abandoned movie set without thinking. I had a concussion and slight memory lose, that's why I couldn't remember anything. Yeah, that's it." She thought. if someone was squatting next to her, they would have thought that she was delirious. All of a sudden, the door flew open! Samantha fell backward and started crawling backwards. Unfortunately, a hand had caught her foot and she fell face forward onto the hard wood. "hold on there girl, we have something to discuss with you." Samantha, following instincts, brought her free leg forwards and kicked her captor right in the gut. The person she figured was Nuriko gave a loud grunt and fell backwards, leaving the chance for Samantha to escape. So she grabbed her things and ran. "Samantha, wait!" she heard Miaka yell, but Samantha didn't respond. In fact, once she was out that door, she didn't look back.
"Shoot," said Samantha as she walked though the dusty road. It was almost dusk and she still had no clue where she could sleep. From what she had seen of the town, it didn't seem like they had any hotels, in fact, it didn't seem as if any of these buildings where houses. They all looked like they came out of storybook. They just didn't seem real. And it was almost dark. the streets didn't look too friendly. Finally, she decided to stop and ask for directions from an old man who was standing by the corner of what she guessed was his house. "Excuse me sir, but can you tell me where the nearest hotel is?" "oh, hello there," he said, "well, the nearest hotel is about a block from here, but it's pretty expensive. Why don't you stay here for the night?" "really, I could," said Samantha excitedly. "of course, come on in." as soon as Samantha got into the mans house, she knew she wasn't in Texas anymore. The house looked like the pioneers might have used it. " I'm having someone else stay too, so you'll have to share a bed with her" He said, leading her to a room. The house was quaint. It didn't even seem as if there where two bedrooms. But when she got down the hall, she discovered that there where not two, but five rooms! She didn't understand it at all, but decided not to say anything. When she entered the room, she saw a girl around her age sitting on the bed, taking off the red bows hat tied her brown hair back into two small buns. "Hi there," she said smiling at her, "I'm Miaka, what's your name?" "I'm Samantha, Samantha Duffy." " That name.your not from around here are you?" asked Miaka after the man left. "no, I'm not. In fact, I have no clue where I am. Why do you ask?" Miaka looked at me with a very serious face. " Exactly where are you from?" Samantha was startled by the question. 'If this isn't a dream, then maybe she's a police officer.no she's too young, but still' Samantha thought. So, just to be on the safe side, she decided to counter Miaka's question with a question of her own. "Well, where do you live?" Miaka immediately smiled and answered the question that would make Samantha immediately trust her. "oh," said Miaka, " I live in Tokyo. Do you know where that is?" she asked, trying to hide the suspicious tone of voice she was using, failing terribly. But Samantha was too surprised to notice. "your..," she started, "your from Japan! I've always wanted to go there, that's so cool! Tell me what it's like, please." " I knew it!" said Miaka, pointing accusingly at Samantha, "you're from my world." 'her world,' Samantha thought, 'either this person is just really self centered or she has really big problems.' Samantha laughed at the though, leaving Miaka baffled. "what, what's so funny" she asked, giggling nervously at the thought of Samantha being some kind of assassin. "are all the people from Japan that conceded?!" she asked, laughing harder. At first, Miaka seemed to get less tense, but once she processed what Samantha had said, nervousness gave way to anger. "are you calling me conceded?! You don't even know me!!!" and with that, she turned and walked out the door. Samantha was a little surprised at first. She didn't expect Miaka to take her so seriously. But, being her usual self, she recovered quickly and let curiosity take over. She watched Miaka walk over to the door across from them and knock from a small crack in the door. Soon after the door opened revealing a man and a women who let Miaka right in. so, once the woman who opened the door closed it, she went to the door and put her ear next to it. That's when she heard Miaka crying. "what's wrong Miaka?" asked the woman. "It's that girl, that girl who's sharing a room with me. She's so.so, I don't know, just so!" she said in aggravation. 'so rude' finished Samantha for her. She just now realized how much she had hurt Miaka. 'I had been such a jerk' Samantha thought, 'but I can't apologize now, I've got to wait till she comes out. "you have someone else in your room," asked the man, "you should have told Nuriko and I something. You know it's not safe!" "Hotohori, please be considerate," said the woman, who she could only suppose to be Nuriko. "what happened? Do you want me to scare her away?" "oh no," said Miaka, who obviously had no intention of scaring Samantha away, "not at all. In fact, we have to do everything but that. I'll lock her in that room if I have to!" Samantha had heard enough to come up with a conclusion, "they are police, I had probably just stumbled upon some abandoned movie set without thinking. I had a concussion and slight memory lose, that's why I couldn't remember anything. Yeah, that's it." She thought. if someone was squatting next to her, they would have thought that she was delirious. All of a sudden, the door flew open! Samantha fell backward and started crawling backwards. Unfortunately, a hand had caught her foot and she fell face forward onto the hard wood. "hold on there girl, we have something to discuss with you." Samantha, following instincts, brought her free leg forwards and kicked her captor right in the gut. The person she figured was Nuriko gave a loud grunt and fell backwards, leaving the chance for Samantha to escape. So she grabbed her things and ran. "Samantha, wait!" she heard Miaka yell, but Samantha didn't respond. In fact, once she was out that door, she didn't look back.
