Chapter 21: Escape
Sherry woke from her slumber refreshed and renewed and prepared for the next day of competition. She got up and out of bed still in her half sleep daze and walked over to the window. She was expecting to see a large tree by the window, much like the one at the hotel in San Jose. But upon looking out, she didn't see the large tree she hoped. Instead she saw a village, dirt roads, animals, and lots and lots of trees beyond the village. "Oh shit! So it wasn't just a dream! I really am in the middle ages!" Sherry said out loud to no one in particular. She started pacing the room worrying herself, but that's a natural thing for her to do actually. "Oh crap! Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap!" she exclaimed for a good 10 minutes all while pacing. Then suddenly, she remembered all that happened in the past day. She stopped her pacing and thought through everything. The randomness of it all. The strangeness of it all. None of it made sense. Though she did establish that last night by the fountain. The fountain. More memories flooded back. The anguish. The yelling. The cold hard stares. It pained her more than it should have, but it did. He was the bastard! He accused her! She had no fault in it all. She was just trying to be truthful with him! That was all.
She heaved a heavy sigh. No one was in the room. "They're probably out enjoying themselves somewhere." She looked out the window again. It was about dusk. The sun was slowly setting in the horizon, "I slept for a while in that case." She looked down into the courtyard and saw the cause of her anger. She turned away and shut the window quickly. "No point in staying around here for long. He'll just bother the hell out of me and I refuse to talk to him!" She gathered her stuff and prepared it so that she was up and ready for her plans later that night. "Everyone else is out on their adventures, I'd might as well head out on mine!" All she had to do was wait for complete darkness... ==========FASTFORWARD===========
It was just about midnight. People pestered her and bugged her to come down and eat something all evening, but she refused to. She didn't want to talk to anyone or be near anyone. She was till pretty mad about everything. She lay in bed pretending to sleep. Once snores emitted from some of the people in the room, she decided it was the perfect time for her get away. Carefully she got out of bed, opened the door slowly, and slipped out the door. That was easy enough. Down the stairs and out the door she went. Something in her head told her that this was a careless and foolish idea and that she should head on back to bed. She ignored that voice and continued on her way. "Everyone had their own adventure. Time to make mine!"
Sherry woke from her slumber refreshed and renewed and prepared for the next day of competition. She got up and out of bed still in her half sleep daze and walked over to the window. She was expecting to see a large tree by the window, much like the one at the hotel in San Jose. But upon looking out, she didn't see the large tree she hoped. Instead she saw a village, dirt roads, animals, and lots and lots of trees beyond the village. "Oh shit! So it wasn't just a dream! I really am in the middle ages!" Sherry said out loud to no one in particular. She started pacing the room worrying herself, but that's a natural thing for her to do actually. "Oh crap! Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap!" she exclaimed for a good 10 minutes all while pacing. Then suddenly, she remembered all that happened in the past day. She stopped her pacing and thought through everything. The randomness of it all. The strangeness of it all. None of it made sense. Though she did establish that last night by the fountain. The fountain. More memories flooded back. The anguish. The yelling. The cold hard stares. It pained her more than it should have, but it did. He was the bastard! He accused her! She had no fault in it all. She was just trying to be truthful with him! That was all.
She heaved a heavy sigh. No one was in the room. "They're probably out enjoying themselves somewhere." She looked out the window again. It was about dusk. The sun was slowly setting in the horizon, "I slept for a while in that case." She looked down into the courtyard and saw the cause of her anger. She turned away and shut the window quickly. "No point in staying around here for long. He'll just bother the hell out of me and I refuse to talk to him!" She gathered her stuff and prepared it so that she was up and ready for her plans later that night. "Everyone else is out on their adventures, I'd might as well head out on mine!" All she had to do was wait for complete darkness... ==========FASTFORWARD===========
It was just about midnight. People pestered her and bugged her to come down and eat something all evening, but she refused to. She didn't want to talk to anyone or be near anyone. She was till pretty mad about everything. She lay in bed pretending to sleep. Once snores emitted from some of the people in the room, she decided it was the perfect time for her get away. Carefully she got out of bed, opened the door slowly, and slipped out the door. That was easy enough. Down the stairs and out the door she went. Something in her head told her that this was a careless and foolish idea and that she should head on back to bed. She ignored that voice and continued on her way. "Everyone had their own adventure. Time to make mine!"