Shadows of the Night; C7 – Memories
I woke up not remembering what had happened. I had no clue where I could possibly be either. Then the memory- how long has it been? - Of the millennium ball cam racing back into my mind.
A cold hand had come over my mouth and I tried to scream, I went limp only to be dragged through the forest moments later blacked out.
I was on my feet within seconds, ready to attack if necessary. I looked all around me, searching for any threats. I didn't see or sense any so I took off at a run through the thicket of the trees. As the seconds, not to mention the hundreds of trees passed me by I began to slow my run to a jog and eventually a walk. I came to a rest at an evergreen tree, three or four times as wide as my slim body. It must've been at least a hundred feet tall.
Crack.
I put my hands on the huge tree, listening for another sound and determining where that one had come from. Looking for the source of the noise. I stood there for what seemed like hours, but nothing ever sounded again. After traveling for days on end, I decided to stop. Having no clue when the next full moon was, feeling weak I stumbled out into a mane of grass. Looking ahead I saw what appeared to be once a beautiful palace. And it just happened to be strangely familiar.
I reached a pile of rubble and laid my hand upon it. I felt all the memories of that horrid night flood back into my mind, unwanted. 'Tis why this place looks so familiar! I thought out loud. I could not believe this used to be my home because it was almost completely destroyed. I cried out in shock, spinning around in all directions at what I used to love and take for granted.
I jumped over all the rubble into the foyer and onto what used to be the grand staircase. I turned down the approaching hallway and went down the left wing, remembering the way to my favorite place in the whole castle; the – my – library. I used to sit in there for hours, soaking up all the knowledge I could. And it's where Professor had me find spell books.
I packed a bag I had found full of reading and spell books. After lingering there for awhile, I wanted to leave. But there's one place I must go first! I told myself.
"I have to go see my room." But more importantly, I have to remember what happened that night.
Minutes later I was heading down the hallway, past the grand staircase, and to the passage that led to the north-east tower. Along the way I passed many faces that I had once knew as friends, even family. I cried to myself for my losses. Gathering my courage I raced up the spiral stairs to my room, but by the time I had gotten there I was in despair, torn apart inside. I fell to my knees.
Shocked at what I was seeing before me.