Mira felt a series of things all at the same time; hot and cold, wet and dry, small and large, high and low, suspence then a feeling of falling down, down, down. She couldn’t see anything, and could hardly remember her own name. All she knew is that she was falling. She stretched her arms out, feeling for something, anything she could grab onto. Both hands grabbed onto pieces of fabric. She remembered why she was falling, and more importantly who was falling with her. She grabbed on tightly to Lacie and Onyx’s shirts and hoped she could support them all.

They landed in the middle of a small room, with a closed, wood door. Mira barely managed to break her fall, let alone Lacie and Onyx’s. Lacie’s feet hit the floor and Mira gentlely set her and Onyx down. Mira gentlely lowered herself to the ground, feeling her feet touch cold hard floor. She took a longer look around the room. There were bared windows, a small bed in one corner, and the entire room was made of stone. Dark black stone. She ran to the door and tugged hard on the handle. It was locked.

“Next time be more specific when you tell the book where to go, Onyx!” Lacie said, slapping Onyx.

Lacie sat down on the hard bed then jumped up, face twisted in pain.

“This bed is made out of…of hay. And it’s all pointing up! Ouch!”

“Lacie are you ok? You’re not acting like yourself,” Onyx asked her.

“I…I don’t know…I’m sorry,” she said, shaking her head.

“Look, Lacie. You’re worried about your parents, aren’t you? This Witch had, or has them and you want to know.” Mira said.

Lacie looked at Mira quizzically. “How did you know that?”

“I don’t know.” she said, slowly. But she did know. There had been a little voice in the back of her head telling her exactly what Lacie was feeling.

“Oh great!” She mumbled, “Now I’m going to have to take another class about reading emotions,”

“What?” Lacie asked.

“Nothing. Alright, we need to get out of here, how could we do that?”

She paced around the room thinking.

“What if…no, that wouldn’t work…What about…No.”

“We could just try to break the door down.” Onyx said.

“Yeah, sure, knock yourself out.”

Onyx ran at the door, jumped, and tried to kick the door down. He failed, but got right back up, looked around the room for something to use as a wrecking ball, and went over to the bed. It was bolted to the floor.

“Wait a minute Onyx! I think you got something!” Mira exclaimed.

“What?”

Lacie’s eyes grew wide, “Your not…”

“Are you reading my mind!” Mira asked.

“What! No…Well um…Maybe.”

“I get you’re worried, but I have to try. We have to get out of here.”

“What are you guys talking about?” Onyx shouted.

Mira didn’t anwser. Instead she closed her eyes, imagineing all the magic in the room coming to her, swelling up inside, then releasing it all in a wave, flowing to the door and knocking it down.

When she opened her eyes a cloud of dust had filled the air. Lacie and Onyx were coughing.

“Sorry,” Mira said.

“Its ok, you got the door open.” Laice coughed.

“Alright then, let’s get out of here.”

They all ran out the door, covering their mouths, straight into absolute blackness.