She had just turned fifteen today actually, she had finally become fifteen. Chihiro had been waiting for this day for the last six months. She had promised herself that today was the day she would go back and visit the red tunnel she hadn't been to in five red tunnel that was the boundary between her bountiful life and the luscious life she missed so much.

Chihiro now stood in front of it, a small smile plastered on her face, but there was also some doubt in her heart. What would happen if she went through? Would she see Haku again or would there be nothing there? As if Chihiro's life depended on it, she took a few languidly steps forward, bringing her into the darkness of the tunnel.

This time she had no one to hold onto, so the journey was her's alone. There was still that doubt in her head but no matter what she kept pushing forward. Her smooth hand glided over the aged walls so she wouldn't lose her way. The fifteen year old girl walked lie this for a few minutes, but a light appeared at the tunnel. The light she hadn't seen in five years was now in range, Chihiro's hand could almost touch it.

As she exited the tunnel, her eyes were closed and she breathed in the air. The air was comforting in a way and a sense of peace consumed her, and tears started to snake out of the corners of the teenagers eyes. Chihiro was hesitant to open to eyes, to see the reality she had known was still true, but she opened anyway and was met with a dead river. A dead river and a ghost town filled with nothing, a huge gaping hole of nothingness.

"I wish," she whispered. "That Haku would come back to me, please."