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I have a quarter! And, a chocolate bar! And a cute little Erik plushie! I Love you Erik Plushie! Too bad I can't have a real Erik…Ok, well, this chapter's shorter…and pretty stupid…but I like it! So be kind to me!

Demon In Me: Thank you for your review, i will definatly look into that in upcoming chapters, sorry it took so long to relize this

To Remain Unnamed

Chapter Three

Erik and Janine were surrounded in white light. The warm sensation Janine felt before flowed back into her body. Before she knew it, she was sitting in the dark clearing of the Montana forest. She looked around to find Erik sitting next to her. He was breathing rather heavily and his eyes were wide with fear. Janine grinned. That was exactly how she felt after going through the light the first time. Janine searched over the clearing and found her flashlight that she had dropped before.

"Why couldn't I have had that in the cave?" Janine mumbled and clicked on the flashlight. Instantly, Erik sprang up and stared down at the light.

"What is that?" He shouted. Janine looked up at him and stood up slowly.

"Are you okay?" She asked softly, then her voice growing sarcastic she asked, "You really don't know what a flashlight is? Seriously, what year are you from?" She burst out laughing.

"1871," Erik said aloud. Janine looked at him and stopped laughing. She wasn't expecting him to actually answer that question. Especially with a farfetched answer like that!

"Your weird, Erik" Janine said, raising an eyebrow. Then she turned her head to where the swirling lights should have been. They weren't there. She looked back at Erik, her mouth slightly open. "1871, huh? Well, this is the year 2005. Erik, dear, are you feeling alright?"

"What do you mean 2005?" Erik whispered, "You mean to tell me that I was transported into the future?"

"You? Into the future? I think it was I who went into the past! Perhaps it has to do with those lights?" Janine looked back to the place they had been. "I hope they come back. Maybe it takes an hour."

"You seem really calm about all this," Erik said, just staring at her. He had no clue what to do or think.

"Sure, you see this all the time in horror movies and shows and stuff like that, just never thought it would really happen."

"Somehow I believe you. Which, might I add, is really odd."

"Yes, well, shall we?" Janine began to walk through the forest and motioned for Erik to follow, and, reluctantly, he did. The whole journey out of the forest was caressed in an awkward silence. Every once in a while, a twig would snap under their feet, or Erik would make a strange noise, other than that, no words were spoken.

Once out of the forest, Janine gave out a sigh. She looked around at Erik, who was busy pulling pine needles out of his cape which he wore. She thought about it a moment, then realized that he did wear pretty old fashioned clothes. Maybe the swirling lights were some sort of time portal.

"Erik," Janine said, a smile playing on her face, "This way!" She gestured down a hill. At the bottom of the hill stood a house. Janine walked down the hill with Erik at her side. Whenthey reached the houseJanine called out, "Father," but there was no answer. She led Erik inside and had him sit on a couch in a room with pictures nearly covering every square inch of the walls.

"What's that?" Erik asked, pointing to the television set that sat in a corner of the room. Janine looked at it and smiled. She walked over to the couch and picked up the remote from the arm. Erik was still staring at the television when Janine turned it on. His eyes grew wide, but he did nothing else. Janine smiled at him.

"Were you expecting some sort of light to appear?" she asked, thinking of the phone and flashlight.

"Yes, I wasn't expecting moving pictures though," Erik replied, still looking at the television.

"Well, don't expect everything here to have lights, though, nearly everything does," Janine wandered off through an open door. Erik stood up and roamed around the room. He stopped in from of the television and peered at it. He ran his fingers over the screen and wondered how there could be so many small people in one small box. Then he shook his head. This place was filled with odd things, so he couldn't imagine that this 'Box of People' was the last thing he found strange. Suddenly, sound began to come out of the box, Erik heard the people talking. He didn't hear what they said, for hehad thrown himself backward. When had finished his shout of terror, the people in the box disappeared to reveal black once more. Erik heard a male voice behind him laughing. He whirled around to see Janine standing behind the man who was laughing.

"Erik, this is my dad, Takashi Nakayu!" Janine clapped her fathers shoulder. "I told him all about the lights and stuff,"

"Yes," Mr. Nakayu began, "Quite odd isn't it? Well, get off the floor there, Erik." Mr. Nakayu held out a hand which Erik took hesitantly.

"Okay, we need some music now!" Janine said thoughtfully and walked over to a yet another box.

"I like music," Erik said and took a few steps toward Janine. Suddenly, electric guitar began to spill out of the speakers around the room. Janine started to jump around to it and Erik just stood there, his mouth slightly open. Janine laughed and turned off the music.

"I guess I must explain, huh?" She pulled out a CD from a shelf. "This is a CD. Compact disk. It holds music on it, and, you put it in here to play it!" She pushed a button on the CD player and inserted the disk, "This is a CD player. What you heard just now was AC/DC, my favorite rock band of all time! That was Back in Black for your information. It's a song. It came out of those," she pointed to the many boxes around the roomYou say you like music? That's good! Did you like that music?"

"That," Erik said, pointing to the CD player, "Was not music." He stared at Janine for a moment before turning around and sitting on the couch. "My head hurts."

"Alright, it was so music. You just can't appreciate music in all its forms. All of a sudden, I hate you!" Janine stormed off down a hallway and a door slam could be heard. The music that was heard earlier, could now be heard through the walls, but muffled.

"Ah, ignore her," Mr. Nakayu said with a sigh, "She'll be back out in fifteen minutes. You can hang here if you'd like." Mr. Nakayu gave him a small bow then left the room. Erik lay down on the couch and stared at the ceiling. He was too confused to do anything more but lay there. Finally, he fell asleep.

Chapter Three: End

Kay, that one ended stupid. Whatever…I'm having fun! I hope you guys are too! Well…if anyone's even reading this! He he! REVIEW! Love ya!