I became vary in the shortest fragment of a second. Everything was wrong but right.

I knew that I should be dead, but voices around me said the exact opposite. I also knew that I should show no sign of me being alive or something bad would happen.

For a few seconds I stayed still, trying to work out what had happened. I was sure that death did not come with a mind of my own and with voices all around me. I was also sure it did not come with my body aching all over and me laying on something cold and damp.

One thing was for sure though. Wherever I was, it wasn't somewhere I supposed to be.

I listened hard to the voices, but could only make out mumbles.

I had the sudden urge to get out of there, yet all my senses screamed at me to stay still. But I couldn't stay still. I had to do something.

I twtiched my ring finger and was satisfied that I could move.

I slowly opened my eyes, relying on my senses to tell me if anyone was moving around me.

For a short time I could not see anything much more than drakness, but then my eyes adjusted and I made out some sort of a roof. Looking around I carefully sat up, suinting my eyes to notice anything moving around me but everything seemed to be perfectly still. I carefully put my toes onto the ground.

Standing up, I strolled to the side and reached out to touch the wall. I immediately knew why it was so damp and cold in there. I was in some sort of a cave.

Was this hell? Did I feel because it was my destiny to suffer? That would make sense. After all, I was sure that I caused big misery to my mother. Still, if this was hell, it was treating me quite alright for now.

I tried to look around for an exit, and found an opening in the wall. I crouched down and hissed, my body was stiff and my torso felt like it was going to explode out of my back.

I creeped along the wide tunnel carved into stone, but came to a sudden hault when I saw a light peering through from another opening.

I had completely forgotten about the muffled voices, but now they were clear.

I dared to move closer and listened hard.

It sounded like people were arguing, their hushed voices raised in a threatening alarm.

"You cannot bring a foreigner here without his permission!" whisper shouted someone, and I poked my head into the opening.

Two men were standning in the middle of a somewhat bigger cave than I had been in, and a torch burned in the far corner.

"She was going to die," hissed the handsomer one out of the two. He was a great deal shorter than the other man. "I have seen what she is capable of, and sooner or later she will be of great andvantage to us!"

I wondered who they were talking about.

"Calm down Marcus. She will hear you, it was stupid of you to bring her here." spat the tall and fuller one, and made a hang gesture towards the cave I had been in.

So they were talking about me. If this was hell, it was sure weird.

I didn't think hanging around would help my situation in any case, so falling to the floor I crawled underneath the opening, praying not to be seen and then broke into a sprint, running straight ahead until I was suddenly blinded by a great deal of light.

I covered my face with my hands and then slowly pulled them down, waiting for my eyes to adjust to the sunny light of the morning.

I was standing outside the cave, facing a small path that led to what I could only assume was a huge mansion. There were colourful flowers blossoming everywhere, and I was delighted for a small second to see a whole row of white roses. But then I realised where I was, and sticking around to smell roses seemed silly now.

I started walking down the path, but my steps turned into a jog and then a full on sprint as I realised that whoever was in that cave probably already knew that I was missing.

How long would it take for them to search the cave? To come running after me? I wasn't going to risk it by guessing.

I ran past a whole lot of oaks and even past the huge house. I gave no attention to people standing around staring at me in confusion, I was only focusing at the huge gate a driveway led to. I was sure that that was my escape.

Ten seconds later I had ran out the gate, and breathed out a laugh while turning back. No one was following me.

I stayed still to catch my breath and looked back smiling, only to be taken aback by the most beautiful man I had ever seen, sitting on a horse.

"Hello," he said in a clear voice that somehow created the idea of honey and violins in my head.

"Please, could you help me? I think there are people chasing after me, and I have no idea where I am, I need help," I said, desperation taking over my voice.

"Sorry?" he asked again, confusion creeping onto his face.

"I was taken to a cave, I think. Anyways, they're coming after me now. Please, could you point me in the right direction?" I asked, maybe he didn't understand.

"What cave?" he asked, and suddenly his eyes seemed to narrow.

"That-" I pointed towards the mansion.

"Well, this is your unlucky day then." he said and sighed.

"What do you m-" I tried to ask, but was cut off by the sudden movement of his arms.

He had lifted me up. Scooped me off the ground. With one arm.

"What are you doing?! Put me down!" I screamed, struggling against his hold.

I was now sitting opposite him on the horse, desperately trying to get out of his hold.

"Stop fidgeting." he said, his voice had no more emotion in it.

"No!" I said absurdly, "I command you to put me-"

"I am truly sorry, I really am, but I'll need to put you to sleep."

He said those words with a dreamy expression, and before I even knew what was happening he had took my face in both of his hands and chanted a kiss on my forehead.

I looked into his pityful eyes, unsure what it mean before unconsousness took over.

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