I prayed that the warden's beady eyes piercing my soul, was just a figment of my imagination, but Michelle's squeak of fear confirmed my suspicion. I wondered how much trouble we would be in. Would she question how we had gotten into the room in the first place? Even I couldn't answer that question. I braced myself for the worst punishment I had ever received in my life by holding onto Michelle as the warden advanced closer to the coat closet.

BANG

BANG

BANG

That was all that happened. She had closed the door shut and banged twice on the door. What bothered me was that I couldn't hear anything, not even the sound of my own my own heart beating.

"Psst, hey." A female voice said from behind us.

I looked behind me and saw a seventeen- looking girl with short platinum hair wearing a blue and red plaid dress and colonial like boots, brown made with leather and bound by dark laces. Her short hair was held back by a headband and two bobby pins. Her most outstanding feature though, was her enormous breasts. If I had to guess who she was, I'd say she was a goddess of fertility.

"Who are you? When did you get here?" I asked her

"Oh, my name is Katayusha Brakinski." Braginski? "I was accidentally locked in here by my baby brother a few hours ago. I've been waiting for someone to notice my absence for a while now." She said

"Little brother? What's his name?" Michelle asked

She had the same thought as me. How could this girl, only a few years older than us have a little brother in his mid-thirties? Considering he could be just an uncle, relative, or not closely related at all, maybe she was telling the truth. I'd never seen her before in my life, and the last time there were any little boys were here, was when Gilbert was a kid, as long as one didn't count me.

"Ivan. Why?" she asked

"How long have we been in here?" Michelle asked me

"I have no idea, but I am going to get us out!" I had to.

I slammed against the door, and it didn't give. I tried again and again. The door was locked, but it felt like the lock that the door to the office had. That meant I couldn't open it with force.

I took a deep breath.

"Okay." I sighed. I put my hand on the door. "Open? Please?" a slight glow and the door opened.

The room was the same, except all of our personal files were gone. That meant I would never…

"Katayusha?" Michelle tugged on the girl's dress, "Do you know what today is?"

"The fifth of October? Oh no, it's the sixth. Silly me." She laughed

"Actually today is July nineteenth." I corrected, "2012."

She took a step back, her eyes widening and her pupils dilating.

"No! It's almost 1984! I was going to dress as some bacon and Ivan was going to be eggs and little Natalia was going to be a biscuit. I was going to take them trick or treating in a few weeks…" she fell to her knees and began to cry "It feels like it makes sense though, the entire time I was in there, it felt like I was in some kind of dream state, until you guys came." She cried harder

"I-I can take you to your brother." I said putting my hand on her shoulder

"Can you?" she sobbed, tears still streaming out of her eyes.

"Ivan, right?" I asked

"Uh-huh." She nodded "How old is he? Oh he must be married and probably has a family now-"

"No, he's our teacher." Michelle laughed

"He is going out with my mom though." I added

"Oh that's wonderful!" She wiped her eyes and stood up.

"C'mon, he's probably reading right now!" Michelle grabbed Katayusha's hand and ran her down to Ivan's office.

I closely followed.

What had happened in there? Was this some kid of-

Yes of course! I felt so stupid for not realizing it. Magic had to be the only reason for all of this. Katayusha being trapped in a wardrobe for almost thirty years, the pentagon, the strange animals, the creepy poem, probably some kind of spell. Magic was the only answer, or maybe I was just feeling the side effects from reading too many fiction stories.

Nothing else really fit the situation though.

Soon enough, we were in front of Ivan's office. Katayusha began to fix her hair and flatten out her wrinkled dress.

"I don't know why I'm so nervous, he is just my little brother. Not that much has cha-" as she put her fist up to the door, the door swung open, a bewildered Ivan standing at the doorway.

"Kat?" he seemed to go numb

"Ivan you're so tall!" she laughed

He lifted his sister off of the ground with amazing strength, into one of the sweetest bear hugs.

What? No matter how I act or how I dress, I'm still a girl!

"Please you have to explain what happened to you!" Ivan begged

Was he… crying? I guess being reunited with a family member would make anyone cry, I just hadn't considered Ivan would be crying.

"I really don't know. We were playing hide and seek one moment and the next I find out my baby brother went and grew up without me." She smiled sadly.

"Um, we're gonna go now so you two can enjoy this moment a little bit more." I said picking up Michelle and hauling her onto my back

"Weeeeeee!" she giggled as I ran back to the basement.

I was going to catch hell for this, I already knew. The warden had clearly seen me, and locked me away in some time capsule with a girl form the early eighties.

I was playing with my pencil when I got an idea. If my magic theory was right, and I somehow had some kind of ability…

I set the pencil in front of me and wondered what I should do.

"Float, please." I asked the pencil

Nothing happened.

I sighed and decided to put the pencil back on my desk.

"Were you trying to make that pencil fly?" an accented voice asked me

"Hm?" I looked at the figure

He was blond, medium height with strange piercing green eyes. He had a sweater vest and dress slacks on. What kind of weirdo dressed like that, unless they worked for a bank?

"Were you trying to make the pencil fly?" he asked again, pronouncing everything clearly.

"I guess I was."

"Hmph, Thought so. You aren't supposed to ask an inanimate object to do something, that really only works if it is already enchanted." He handed me the pencil, 'Try again."

"Um, Float pencil?" and It did.

I gasped, and the blond laughed.

"I knew I felt an untouched magical source around here. It's probably you then." He looked at me and smirked.

"I guess so." I replied

I was still amazed that I could do something like this. My magic theory was right then! And…

I could do it.

I wasn't sure how to handle that. It seemed like such a burden. Why did I have magic anyways?

"I could teach you how to control it, if you want." He offered "I bet that strange things have happened to you recently and in your past that couldn't be explained."

I nodded.

"I don't want to hurt anyone anymore." I sighed, thinking of him.

Emil. I sadly remembered.

If I'm going too fast for any of you just tell me, and if you have any questions about the plot, don't be afraid to ask. The plot of this story is really complicated, and I might leave a few loose strings flailing about.

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