Dropped Into Where???

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Chapter 2: Hiking and Horses

After our shock at being transported from my front yard to...holy s***, who knows where? Anyway, we went in search of somewhere that they might be able to tell us where the hell we were. After about 2 and a half hours of walking, we were ready to stop. The sun (our only means of light for vision), was sinking past the horizon. We stopped for what seemed like the hundredth time that day, and looked west.

"Hey Cass," I muttered, looking slightly east of the direction we were taking. "What're those? Or, to rephrase, are those what I think they are?"

She seemed not to see what I was pointing at.

"Where?" she queried, curious.

"There!" I said, rather sharply I must admit (Me + hiking without water: Not a good combination, especially when I'm tired and confused!), pointing at the little lumps on the horizon.

She groaned, exasperated. "Em, all we've seen so far is rocks and grass! Why on Earth would some crazy person want to build a town or city or whatever that is, WAY OUT HERE?!" She ended it all with another sigh and glare in my direction.

God, I hate it when she does that. "Will you actually look before you say it's nothing?!?!?!" I snarled, my temper and dehydration getting the best of me.

She backed off, knowing that when I start losing my temper, I can go berserk. The fear I saw clearly reflected in her wide eyes made me calm down a little.

"Sorry Cass, it's just that... well, you know how much I hate when I'm not told something head on. I hate being confused. And right now, I'm really confused about what's going on." At this point, I crossed my legs and sat down. "All I want is to either go home or to find out where we are, what time we're in, you know, that kind of stuff. And if they have any decent clothing we can buy."

As if in agreement (and as if she had decided I wasn't going to bite her head off if she came to close), she flopped down next to me with a soft "oof". I snorted. "At least I can sit down silently," I teased her.

She looked at me out of the corner of her eye and stuck out her tongue, and blew a raspberry.

I grimaced, wiping spit off my cheek. "Nice aim," I told her grinning (once I had gotten all the spit off my face).

She stood up and bowed. I shook my head. So Cassy, I thought.

Suddenly we heard a completely inhuman scream. I had to leap up, knock her down, and cover her mouth to keep her from screaming in fear at the huge silvery-gray body suddenly rearing above us. The gelding screamed again, turned around, and ran off. I sat up, breathing in gasps. A little ways away, the gelding turned, and charged right back at us.

I pulled Cassy to her feet, we grabbed our staffs, and we ran. We knew the horse would overtake us; we aren't exactly the best runners in the world, not to mention we could barely see where we were going.

I heard the gelding's hooves pounding the ground behind us flat.

"Watch out!" I yelled over my shoulder. "A cliff!"

I grabbed a rock that jutted out of the ground and swung behind it, pulling her into the shelter after me.

The gelding seemed not to notice where we were, but saw that we had disappeared. He stopped as suddenly as he had appeared, and turned and trotted off.

We both breathed deeply for a moment, closing our eyes and leaning back.

A/N: Sorry, kind of weird chapter. Read and review!