Wow, a wonderful summer so far so I thought I'd make it better by posting another chapter for you guys to read, I hope you enjoy it, things are starting to get scary now.

Chapter 5

Edward sat in a blazing white field, everything was hazy and bright. He blinked his eyes a couple of times so they could adjust to the brightness of everything around him. He sat up and looked around, nothing but fields in front of him, them he turned to see what was behind him and he saw a house. It looked like an old Victorian house with trimming on the roof and white washed walls. It was 3 stories tall and there was one window that appeared darker than the rest. He stood up and swayed. Where was he?

He walked up towards the house and looked at it. It was taller close up. He placed his hand on the wall and pulled it back immediately. "Oww, that hurt." He said rubbing his hand. There was a powerful energy coming from this house. He walked to the front porch and placed his foot on the step. Just as he set weight onto it he was shoot backwards with an incredible force which flung him clear of the house. He landed hard on the gravel but didn't feel the pain of the rocks cutting him. "What just happened?" He asked himself. Suddenly a voice sounded in his head. "Think of the place you wish to go, think of the room!" It said in an airy voice. It sounded familiar to him, somehow. He looked up at the house again and saw the girl in the dark window, Marie.

"He pictured the room he had visited before in his mind; the oak desk by the window, the globe and the bed, and the carpet that was beneath his feet. He felt a sudden jolt and when he opened his eyes, the carpet was under him once again and the room enclosed around him. The girl, Marie, stood by the window. "So you've come back! Welcome" She said smiling. Edward didn't know what to think. "Where am I?" He asked, still confused at where he'd woken up in his dream. "You are in my room, remember, I'm so glad you made it. You're here in the village now aren't you, that's why you appeared outside!" Edward looked at her then nodded. "Yes I'm here, it's raining and we fell asleep, but why am I here?" He asked.

"I don't know, I'm not that knowledgeable on the subject of dream transportation, even though I am very much a dream." She let her head drop a little as the comment sunk in. "So was it hard to find?" She asked, she hoped that he didn't have too much difficulty finding the village, or it would mean more explaining on her part. She looked at him with her big green eyes and smiled; her chestnut hair bouncing slightly as she jumped forward in question.

"No, we found it quite easily, except for the long walk, there was no one willing to take us here in their carts so was walked. We got here just before the storm." "We?" She asked, her eyes raising slightly at the implication. "Yea, My brother Alphonse. He came with me. We travel together." He said leaning back a bit, "So what do you need now, how can I help." He said.

Marie smiled and laughed. "It's good that you got here safely." She said as her smiled vanished. Her eyes went glossy and stared as if at something in the distance. She turned back toward the window and sighed. "I need your help Edward Elric, I need you to help me get out of this dream world. I've been stuck here too long and you're the only one who can help. Will you please help me?" She asked still gazing out the window.

Edward looked at her sad back and let his head fall. "Why me? I don't know how to help.". He stopped, because he was afraid what he had said might make her cry, but she continued to stand in front of the window, expressionless. He had to come up with something. If he could arrive here when he fell asleep, maybe there was a way to leave here in the same way. Think! "How did you get here in the first place?" He asked, trying to fill in the blanks of his puzzle. She turned back to him with a slight tear in her eye. Then she swallowed and began to explain.

"My mother met a terrible man one day and they got married. Many months after that, I caught sight of him killing her. He knew I saw and so he cursed me. With this," She pointed to the medallion on her neck and sighed, her shoulders heaving, "He said I would be consumed by my hearts desires and then I woke up here. I cannot removed this medallion. It's as if it weighs a 1000 pounds!" She moved towards the desk and touched the book that lay open on it. "It's been about 403 years since then, and I wish truly to leave, but the more I think on it the harder it is for me to find a way out because it disappears before I can touch it. Do you understand?" She asked looking at him shyly. "Yes, I do, in a way." He said rubbing his head, and then he felt a jerk in his arm and his shoulder,

"What's wrong?" She asked watching his movements. "I-I don't know?" He said. The she spoke quickly. "I'm at the large house at the edge, it looks just like this here, remember, it's dangerous, if you don't want to you don't have t-"And she was cut off as he was jolted out the window in back into his one world.

Edward woke with a start as his brother shook him. "What are you doing?" He yelled as Alphonse jumped back and yelped. "I was trying to wake you brother. The rain has stopped but you wouldn't move!" He said frightened. "Well I'm fine can't you see, you don't need to kill me to see if I'm alive." He said angrily. "Sorry brother. Why wouldn't you wake?" Ed rubbed his eyes ad stretched before standing. "I was talking to her Al. She's up there, in that house."

Edward stood up and shook his head to erase the fuzziness from his dream. So she was asking foR his help, but what did she say last? He couldn't remember because at that moment, Al had vacuumed him out of the dream. He looked up at the mansion and nodded. "Ok Al, we're heading for that mansion, that's where Marie is." He said in a determined voice as he strode up the path towards the square and to the White washed house.

As he passed the square, signs of abandon sprung up every where. Abandoned toys and work lay every where. Weeds grew between the paving stones and the buildings doors hung open on broken hinges. Windows were cracked and glass lay in pieces below their frames and curtains torn by the weather fluttered in the empty window panes.

Edward and Alphonse walked passed these buildings wondering what might have chased out all the inhabitants when they came to the front of the large mansion. "So here we are, no turning back I guess." Edward sighed. Al nodded and walked up. Edward noticed this time that the porch didn't fling his brother out of the way; it must have just been the dream. He followed Al to the door and reached out his automail hand. When the metals touched Edward felt an electric charge, or something of the sort and he pulled it off right away. "Oww," he grabbing his arm. Al moved up to him and asked, "Are you ok brother? What happened?" "Nothing, just a sting." He said flexing his fingers.

Al gave it a try and nothing happened so he opened the door and they walked in. The room was cold and dark, and it seemed like the windows let in no light at all. The smell of mould was strong in the room and there seemed to be a carpet on the floor leading to a stairway up ahead. Edward led the way, stepping lightly into the house and walking forward towards the stairs. He could see more clearly after his eyes adjusted to the dark. The floor boards creaked as he stepped no matter how lightly he tried to step and the smell got stronger. "Hey Al," He whispered, it echoed through the old house as if they were in a great tunnel. Dust fell from the ceiling. "Yes brother?" Al asked. "This house gives me the creeps." He said swallowing before he continued towards the stairs. "Me too."

When he got there he looked up the crocked staircase and sighed. "Looks like I'll have to brave the un-sturdy stairs. Al, I don't think these stairs can hold you, you should wait here." He said looking at Alphonse. "No brother, I want to come too, I want to help you, please." "No, they won't hold your weight!" Edward said back, still whispering. "Can I try brother?" Al asked sadly. "If you want, but they better not be broken when I want to come back down." He said as he placed his first foot on the bottom step.

The board creaked loudly, more dust fell from the ceiling and bats flew down from above screeching. The house seemed to moan as he set his weight on the first stair. "Here we go." Edward said to himself. He actually wished he'd never come here at all. He didn't like ghosts all that much. He took another step and another, and in what seemed like an hour, he was at the top of the stairs, gazing down a dark narrow hallway lined with doors. Al was at the bottom of the stairs unable to climb the without breaking them. He called to his brother. "What do you see?" Edward looked down and whispered back "A hall with lots of doors." Then turned back towards the hall.

There was one window, but again no light came in from outside. It was as if the outside world was cut off from the house. Edward crept along the hall and looked at each of the doors. In his dream he noticed that the door was shut tight, but all these doors were all open a bit. Not one of the rooms looked familiar either. He came to the door at the end of the hall on the left and looked at it. It was open a jar, but there were claw marks on it. "What happened?" He whispered, sweet dripping off his chin. He remember the clawing at the door and the howling outside in the dream. His golden eyes searched the the hall for signs of what could have clawed the door but found nothing, so he placed his hand on the handle and entered.

Al heard a scream from up stairs and jumped. "Brother!" He yelled back as dust fell from the beams over head. He took a step up the stairs and the first step crumbled beneath his weight. He was scared, he had to admit. He was really scared. When a huge moan came from upstairs and a door slammed shut. Al ran for the door and ran all the way outside before he stopped. "Sorry brother, you'll have to fend for yourself now." He said still running.

Edward sat against the wall opposite the door. What had happened? He looked up to see a jug come down upon him and in the blink of an eye, he was out cold in the waking world, and wide awake in the dream world.

I hope you liked it, I hope it's not too short, anyway, have a good summer and don't think to hard! haha Oh and don't forget to leave reviews

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