So there I was. In the city of Rhuidean, probably somewhere in The Fires of Heavenbecause there were people working in the streets and going about their business. That is until they saw me. I tried to imagine what I looked like to them; a teenage girl, in strange looking clothes, on a foreign looking white horse without any reins, saddle, or constraint. Almost everyone in the city stopped and watched me walking down the street on my little white Arab. I bet even Misty looked abnormal to them, she had a strange face that was different to any horse in Wheel of Time. Watching them watching me made me realize that I needed new clothes and a place to stay, but there was one problem with this, I had no money. I checked my pocket for anything of use and I found seven dollars and twenty-nine cents, a half-eaten Hershey bar, a Milkbone dog biscuit, and about a pound of pocket lint.

A little kid was watching my digging and decided the lint was interesting and he traded me a bushel of hay for it; a completely unfair trade on his part, but I wasn't in the situation to be charitable. I fed the hay to Misty and realized I was also starving. I ate the chocolate and hopped back on misty and just explored the city. After several long hours of walking it got dark and I just slumped down against a building's wall and dozed off. It was a fitful sleep since my body was exhausted from being up all night and all day.

I woke up at dawn to find Misty picking at some dried up bush. We were both still hungry even after Misty's meal of hay and my snack the day before. I tried to sell my small amount of belongings without luck until I came to tall, twentyish man with red hair. He bought my money and dog biscuit for two whole gold Tar Valon coins. Wait a second, I thought, duh, what Aiel carries Tar Valon coins with them, is around twenty years old, red haired and tall? "Rand, wait," I screamed, but he was already out of ear shot.

"Moraine, I have something to show you," Rand said. "What is it?" Moraine replied. Rand held out his hands, showing Moraine the dog biscuit and the seven dollars and twenty-nine cents. "What are these things," said Moraine. "I don't know, I was hoping you could tell me." Moraine walked away taking the objects with her.

After I could no longer see Rand, I gave up hope of catching up to him. I called Misty and she came trotting up, hoping to get a treat, but I had nothing to give her so I climbed on her back asking everyone I passed where He Who Comes with Dawn lived. I got many directions but eventually found Rand's dwelling, the numerous Maidens acting as a beacon. I left Misty at the door and I tried to get in but the Maidens stopped me. I told them I knew Rand and had news for him and after a lot of begging, they let me in. I found Rand's room and again was questioned by maidens. I could pass after deeming me no threat to Rand. I walked in, not even thinking to knock on the door and there was Min and Rand sitting on the bed, talking. Rand seized Saidin and wove a flow of air around me and I was flung into the air. I was still wearing my real world clothes and was an odd sight. He probably also recognized me from buying my knick-knacks and obviously, he was suspicious.

"Rand, I know you don't know me, but I know you. I have no weapons or instruments to harm anyone. As you can see, I'm just a girl. If let me down I'll tell you why I am here and how I got here." Min whispered to Rand and he let me down slowly. "I let you down and now you tell me your name then we'll all go to see and talk to someone I trust," Rand said. "My name is Heather." I said "That's an odd name, where are you from," Min said, speaking for the first time. "You'll know soon enough." I replied, "when we go to see Moraine." "How did you, oh never mind," Rand said looking frustrated. We left his room and walked down the hall arriving at a large room with Lan and Moraine inside.

"This girl walked into my room. She's the one that I bought the things from," said Rand. "She looks harmless enough, despite her odd appearance," Moraine responded. "Tell us your story girl." "It's Heather. Actually, I'm not sure how I got here. As you can see, I'm not from the waste. In reality, I'm not from the Wheel of Time world at all. I'm from a different world, dimension, or whatever you want to call it. I'm from a completely different one. There are two hundred story buildings, horseless wagons or cars that run on gasoline, and no saidin or saidar," I said to everyone. "Why'd you call it the "Wheel of Time World?" The Wheel exists in all worlds." Lan said questioningly. Oh shit, I thought, I didn't mean to give that away. "I didn't mean to say that to you just yet but, to give it plainly, there is this man, Robert Jordan, in my world and he wrote this book series named Wheel of Time. In these books, it tells about Rand's, Aviendha's, Min's, Elayne's, Moraine's, Mat's, and everyone's you know tales. Right now, we are in the fifth book. There are eleven books currently, but unfortunately for you Rand, Jordan didn't finish the series yet and I don't know what'll happen in the last battle." They all looked stunned. "How does one know what's happening in another world?" Min said after a long silence. "I don't know. Before a couple of days ago, I thought all of you guys were fictional characters. Before then, I didn't even think there were other dimensions. All I knew was horseback riding and school." I said. "We'll have to learn about your life and travels, but for now, let's get you some clothes and food." Moraine said. "Wait, first we need to do something about my horse. She needs to be fed, watered, and stabled." "You have a horse?" they all said in unison. "Yeah and a good looking one at that." I replied proudly. "Let's go take care of the horse," Min said indifferently.