Chapter 3

Softly, I stroke the blade, of the sword I just found. This must be the sword Charlotte was talking about, I put it back in the sheathe, which I put around my waist.. After that I hesitate a bit, I have no idea which way I should go. Charlotte didn’t tell me anything about that, I look around again, and see three road, all three leading a different way. Doubting I look to every road, how the hell am I supposed to know which one leads to Vivian?
“Follow your heart,” I hear Charlotte’s voice whisper. Scared I look around, where did that come from? When I don’t see anyone, I decide to do what the voice says, at least it’s better than doing nothing and just standing here. Without thinking, I take the left road, I’ll see where I end up.
While walking, I notice the surroundings start to change a bit, I see less trees, more clear sky. Still dark though, everything in black and white. Suddenly, a scream made me look around.
“Help me!” Shivers were running down my spine, as I try to find out where the scream came from.
“Help me!” I hear again, and I’m sure it’s coming from my right side. I run in the direction where I thought the scream came from, and I find a girl, attacked by a guy.
“Hey, you! Leave her alone!” Without thinking about it, I grab my sword, and run at the guy that’s attacking the girl. I see the fear taking over the guy, when he sees me running towards him with the sword in my hands. The guy doesn’t doubt a moment, and runs away, leaving the girl behind.
“Are you allright?” I ask the girl, who still look terrified, while I put the sword away again. The girl nods softly, which makes her long black hair fall in front of her eyes. “Here, let me help you get up,” she gratefully grabs the hand I hold in front of her, and I pull her up.
“Thanks, she whispers,” looking a bit strange at my blonde hair. “Where do you come from? You’re not from here.” She continues. Now it’s my time to nod, “how did you know?”

“So, Erin, right?” The girl, who’s name is Erin, nods, her crystal blue eyes are analysing every movement I make, which makes me nervous. “So, it isn’t strange when someone from an other world comes to this world?” I think about how that would be when that’d happen in my world. Everyone’d say you’re crazy when you say you’re from an other world, transported by witchcraft. They would send you to the hospital right away.
“Sometimes people from other worlds come to this world, mostly to be forgotten, they lost their memory, they’re transported to here by witches as revenge. They can spend the rest of their lives, wondering who they are, and what they’ve done wrong. Sometimes it also happens, someone like you, are coming to save their friend. But your body isn’t used to this world, this world is kind of depressing, and dark. Your body can’t take that, and after three days it’ll die. Except if you start to take part of this world, but that isn’t easy. So I’ve seen already many people like you die, because they want to get someone back. Mostly a lost love, I’ve never saw someone who came here to rescue his or her best friend. Always a lover. I wish I had someone like that.” Erin sighs and looks in front of her, her eyes seem dreamy, like she’s dreaming of the love she never had.
“And, do you know where the people mostly go, when they are transported here?” With that question I try to break the silence, and get Erin out of her thoughts. She wipes her long black hair out of her face, and starts to braid it. The silence takes such a long time, I’m starting to believe she didn’t hear my question, and just at the moment I want to ask it again, she answers.
“It’s always a different place, where those people end up. But this world isn’t that big, so you should be able to find him, you just have to know the right way.”
“How am I ever supposed to know the right way? And I don’t even know where Vivian is!” I reply to her, my voice starts to sound a little bit panicking, and Erin notices.
“You found me, right? Remember, nothing is a coincidence here, and everything, really everything, is usefull. You just have to know a way to use things.” With those words, erin gets up, and walks up to a tree. With a force, you’d never expect from a fragile girl like her, she breakes of the branch of a tree.
“Watch this,” She says, while she takes the branch, and walks to the middle of the road.