In a cove high in the same mountains, Sydney Webber was being held hostage by no other than Doctor Meen, the evil maniac scientist. As she slowly opened her heavy eyes, she noticed the place as the setting of her dream the previous night. Her emerald green eyes slowly started to widen, and her mouth began to take the shape of a big O. This was because her previous dream had not been a pleasant one. It was filled with pain, fear and anxiousness. She had been locked in a large, glass test tube and a scientist of some sort had done something to her. She was a clever young girl and had a strange instinct when something was wrong. Her mind was flying now, and her forehead began to create small beads of sweat. As she looked around the room, her pupils dilated. There, bang in the middle, was the test tube. It looked even worse than it did in the dream, filled up with water to the very brim and with chains hanging loosely at the sides. Her flowing gold locks flew around her as she struggled to get away from the chair she was plastered to. Her normally rosy cheeks looked as if all the blood had been drained by a vampire. She struggled to remember what had happened the night before the snatch. But it was no use. Most of the time she didn't even remember what her homework was! Her thoughts strayed from the room and faded out to the school playground and her friends. She missed Hetty so much. After all, once you've being best friends with someone for 10 years how can you not miss them? She missed her friends' wacky sense of humor and her outgoing personality. She missed the way the sun was caught in her ocean-blue eyes. She missed the way her freckles bunched up when she laughed. She missed the way Hetty could make you relax even if you were hanging 5000 feet above the air. She needed Hetty to be there with her, to comfort her, to...to...
'Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!' Just before her chair collapsed she could just make out the suns in Hetty's eyes closing as she entered the room with a gun.