I woke up with this pounding head ache, dry throat itching to be wet again. Groggily sitting up staring around the room, no longer was I in my room under my blankets. This room I was in looked like an old fashioned hotel room, the bed I was in king sized with a pastel pink blanket draped over it. In front of the bed sat a television with knobs to turn the channels, beside that was a wooden door. To my left another door that led to a bathroom, night table next to the bed with an alarm clock and lamp.

“Hello?” my voice echoed a bit, not annoyingly so just a hint of feedback as if I was in a dream. Tossing the blanket back, climbing out of bed I noticed I was still in the same pajamas that Ashley had helped me into. Stumbling tiredly into the bathroom to the sink, grabbing the edge, eyes staring into the mirror reflecting my image back but it had a faint white glow to it. Blinking several times I realized the entire place had an eerie white glow, quickly scooping up the cup sitting in a small dip near the spout. Filling it up with water than letting the liquid flow down my throat making it easier to breathe and swallow.

Back in the room I stared around me wondering how I got here and the biggest question is where the hell here is? Rubbing the sleep from my eyes I went toward the door by the television, opening it up I gasped at the sight. A forest covered in snow except a dirt path leading to several other cabins which all had smoke steaming from chimneys. A statue stood in the middle of the round lot, it appeared to be an eagle or some kind of bird maybe a phoenix. This statue had to be the most wonderful sight I had ever seen for fire was spewing from the bird’s mouth, running down into a stone circle around the creature. It was like a waterfall of fire but there was no smoke or smog and the air smelled so clean and crisp.

Stepping out into the air onto the deck that led from the room I was in to the round path dizziness hit me making the headache much worse. Squinting as tight as possible to make the whiteness of this place dissipate, finally the pressure went away and I was able to open my eyes again only to find my self back in the room and the door I had just gone out a second ago closed as if I had never opened it, scratching the top of my blond hair in confusion, “Spencer?”