Wow, it's been a while... Sorry! So much has been going on in my life and I totally forgot to post the newest chapters. Well, here is the third chapter and I tried to make it longer than the other two. Hope you like it! Please review???

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The bus jerked to a stop and Andree's head banged against the seat in front of her.

".....fifteen minutes! That should be enough time to go to the loo and get a drink if you want. Again, everyone back on the bus by 10:35!" The tour guide said over the speaker. Andree assumed that he had been talking for a while but she had been in another place. A nice dream place where no one else was on the bus except for her and the hot tour guide with the drool worthy accent...*sigh*

Cute guys with accents should be outlawed. It causes me nothing but misery! Oh, wow. Yeah, people are leaving. I guess I should pee and find some Pringles or something . . . . Dammit! My head hurts! *sniff*

Andree pulled a fist full of British coins out of her bag and stuffed them in a pocket while rubbing her head. She waited, as she always did, for all the others in front and behind her to get off before stepping over her backpack, pillow, and jacket that occupied the seat (and the bit of floor in front of it) next to her.

Shortly after, bag of goodies in hand, she walked toward the edge of a forest behind the little restaurant/gift shop. It was hotter then Hell and Andree felt sitting in the shade until the rest of the tour group came outside.

As she plopped down on the ground and rested her head against the establishment's wall she thought she saw a white horse racing through the trees. It looked to be coming to the end of the forest and then turned back and started running the other way.

Somehow I highly doubt that there are wild horses running around in English forests. Still....I've got....she checked her watch....9 more minutes.

Andree grinned at the thought of befriending some imaginary horse in the dark woods in front of her.

I'm going for it!

She jumped up and half ran, half skipped into the forest, eager for some adventure. A bit of white flashed in between the trees in front of her and she starting running. Concentrating as hard as she could on not losing the horse, she lost track of the time. After nearly 20 minutes she came panting to a halt. She looked all around her and couldn't see a thing other than the huge trees all around her. Grabbing her aching side, she bent over and sucked in as much air as she could.

Fuck! I lost it . . . Where am I???

Andree stood up straight and looked all around. She couldn't remember any landmarks she had passed in her mad chase. She didn't even recall from which direction she came from. Suddenly she felt the ground rumble underneath her. Terror filled her and she couldn't move an inch or make a sound.

Anger....Everywhere. She put her hands on either side of head trying to push the pull of strong emotions out of her. Oh, my God..It HURTS!

She staggered and struggled to keep her balance. It felt as if the force was literally pushing and pulling her in all different directions.

There was noise. Voices. She couldn't make them out. There was nothing but anger and pain and fear. And then there was blackness.