Escape to You - Chapter 3 - By Tarrah Gore
Mood: Caffeine High
Music: Green Day - Redundant
I was sitting figuring out where the door out of this place was when another owl landed on the windowsill. It was a much larger owl, and had fancy feathers around its eyes. I took the note from it and read it.
Forgot that clipping was in there. Have Tanner, the new guard, return it to me. Cornelius Fudge Minister of Magic
Oh well. Too bad for you Cornelius, You've helped me get out of this hellshit place, all by forgetting you left a clipping in a paper.
The sun was setting. It was time to travel. I crammed the old boots onto my feet and then said to myself, Why? Dumbshit, I'm going to be in dog form, what's the use of old boots that don't even fit any longer? I took them off and threw them at the wall, they hit and thunked to the floor. I turned to the doorway and turned into Padfoot. I poked my paw through the doorway, half-expecting to get shocked. I didn't, so I walked quickly through. I had taken only a few steps when I almost walked right into a Dementor. It was standing looking into another cell, watching a man rip his arms open because he swore there were leaches all over him. I pranced right passed the two. To my surprise, I found the door really quickly. They were wide open and there was no one blocking my leaving. I wearily walked out the doors. This was all too easy, and I felt eyes on me. I turned around and found 6 Dementors standing on either side of the doors. They watched me and one of them pointed and made a noise that I guess was a word in their language, if they had one. I kept walking and came to a staircase leading down. I took the steps down and found myself at a dock. It was a cave, with all these boats and a tunnel leading out. I could probably swim out the tunnel, but I didn't feel like being cold and wet at the moment. I stepped into a boat thinking- this was not going as planned. But as I got comfortable in the boat, it started to move. It was leading itself out the tunnel and toward civilization. I sat back up and watched the dark scenery pass by. Every once and a while, I saw a candle or a lantern glowing behind the thin brush that lined the water I was gliding across. I don't know when, but a while after I'd gotten on the boat, I heard a racket from far away behind me, and then I was suddenly tired. It was like someone had put a spell on me, or even the area. It felt as though the boat had glided right through a fog of Insomni-Cure. I wasn't alarmed by this though, which was odd for me. I slept yet again. And for the first time in a very long time I had hope.
I was sitting figuring out where the door out of this place was when another owl landed on the windowsill. It was a much larger owl, and had fancy feathers around its eyes. I took the note from it and read it.
Forgot that clipping was in there. Have Tanner, the new guard, return it to me. Cornelius Fudge Minister of Magic
Oh well. Too bad for you Cornelius, You've helped me get out of this hellshit place, all by forgetting you left a clipping in a paper.
The sun was setting. It was time to travel. I crammed the old boots onto my feet and then said to myself, Why? Dumbshit, I'm going to be in dog form, what's the use of old boots that don't even fit any longer? I took them off and threw them at the wall, they hit and thunked to the floor. I turned to the doorway and turned into Padfoot. I poked my paw through the doorway, half-expecting to get shocked. I didn't, so I walked quickly through. I had taken only a few steps when I almost walked right into a Dementor. It was standing looking into another cell, watching a man rip his arms open because he swore there were leaches all over him. I pranced right passed the two. To my surprise, I found the door really quickly. They were wide open and there was no one blocking my leaving. I wearily walked out the doors. This was all too easy, and I felt eyes on me. I turned around and found 6 Dementors standing on either side of the doors. They watched me and one of them pointed and made a noise that I guess was a word in their language, if they had one. I kept walking and came to a staircase leading down. I took the steps down and found myself at a dock. It was a cave, with all these boats and a tunnel leading out. I could probably swim out the tunnel, but I didn't feel like being cold and wet at the moment. I stepped into a boat thinking- this was not going as planned. But as I got comfortable in the boat, it started to move. It was leading itself out the tunnel and toward civilization. I sat back up and watched the dark scenery pass by. Every once and a while, I saw a candle or a lantern glowing behind the thin brush that lined the water I was gliding across. I don't know when, but a while after I'd gotten on the boat, I heard a racket from far away behind me, and then I was suddenly tired. It was like someone had put a spell on me, or even the area. It felt as though the boat had glided right through a fog of Insomni-Cure. I wasn't alarmed by this though, which was odd for me. I slept yet again. And for the first time in a very long time I had hope.