Pony: Sorry it took so long. I had about ten chapters written and water spilled all over my notebook. Then finals came and I didn't have time to go online. Anyway, here's chapter three. Enjoy!
Lost and Confused
Before the girls, a room lay out. A single chair sat on the white marble floor facing a wall-to-wall television. Maggie turned to the others in confusion.
"What is it supposed to be?" She asked. The twins smiled at each other before one of them started talking.
"It's a T.V., silly." She said, giggling. "And in it, we have compiled some of your past. We want to see if it'll help you remember anything."
"Well…alright." Maggie said as she allowed them to drag her to sit on the chair. Over the next hour, pictures flashed on the screen. Pictures of a younger Maggie and Corey training, a boy who looked surprisingly like Maggie herself, and the last of all, Maggie with a group of people. By the end, Maggie had broken down crying, the sobs racking her small frame.
"Maggie…" Said a voice behind her. She turned to see the twins looking at her with worry in their eyes. "Maggie, do you remember any of it?"
"No!" She shouted. Pushing past them, she ran until it hurt to breath. There, she fell into a clump, letting herself be consumed by crying. A few minutes after, she sat up and carefully brushed the leaves off her clothes and hair, wiping the tears from her eyes.
Standing up, she looked around and saw she was in a forested area with no idea how to get out. Picking a direction, she started walking. Soon, the tree's got so dense the sunlight could hardly get through but what light there was faded fast so that there was nothing to light her way.
Panic now rising, she turned around and raced back from where she came, or where she thought she came from. Her breathing came in gasps until she finally tripped and hit her head. For the second time in a week, her world went black.