Lucy and her mother, Cinderella, went down a flight of cold stone stairs that lead into a round room surrounded by alcoves. Her mother went into one alcove and took out a scroll of parchment.
"What is that?" Lucy asked.
"It's a map," Cinderella said, "Your father found a magic tree in the forest and asked this realm's version of Pinnochio to make a magic wardrobe to take you and one of us to where he was born, just in case. Now the time has come where you must take refuge in that land. It was too dangerous to put it in here, so he made a map to lead you to it."
"Aren't you coming too?" Lucy said, slowly realizing that she was going to loose another family member, "The wardrobe that Grandma Emma went in was enough to transport two people."
"I must stay here and find your father," Cinderella replied, "As much as I want to come, your father should be the one to come. He knows that world better than you do, and he has the heart of the truest believer. I've been trying to convince him of that for a long time." Lucy remembered when she would hear her parents arguing late at night. "We were going to make a decision, before the wardrobe was complete, but then you two had to flee. We were going to send a messenger to alert him when it was finished, but..." She drifted off into silence. Lucy knew exactly what we was going to say. Before this happened.
"I'll find a way to get back to you when this is over, I won't let you and father down," Lucy said.
"I know that," Cinderella said as she hugged Lucy, "If all goes well, we'll meet you there." She let go of Lucy and handed her a satchel, putting the map inside. "Now, go".
Lucy and Regina had fallen asleep on the floor. They had worked all night typing and printing as many copies of the book as they could. They only woke up when Regina's alarm started to go off.
"Oh no, I'm late!" Regina exclaimed. She got up and started to quickly get ready. She had no reason to get dressed, since she slept in her clothes. "There's left over pizza on the counter, and I'll buy some clothes and more paper tonight. You're going to be alright?"
"I've been on my own for a year, this shouldn't be anything new," Lucy replied.
"Good. Don't forget to hand out those copies. I'll see you tonight," Regina said as she grabbed her purse and shut the door.