Penelope-

    The last time I saw Simon was at dinner last night. Fifteen hours ago. He didn't come down for breakfast this morning. Simon never skips a meal. Agatha keeps telling me to calm down, but I can't help worrying. It's Simon.

    I scoop another spoonful of granola on my plate. Agatha's eating a strawberry yogurt bar. I'm pretty sure she has a stash of them under her bed. She's chewing on one now mindlessly as if Simon missing is just something that couldn't happen like her getting a pimple or losing all of her hair at once. If you didn't know her, you couldn't possibly tell how worried she was. She kept shifting in her seat and tapping her bar lightly against the table.

    My third spoonful of granola made it halfway to my mouth until I dropped my spoon. The clatter made Agatha jump but she didn't look at me. I stand up and walk a few feet towards the door.

    I turn back and look at her, "Well, are you coming or not?" I don't wait for a response as I walk towards the door, but I hear a second set of footsteps behind me.

Baz-

    Everything is dark and I am cold. Is this what it feels like to be dead? Where's Simon? Is he dead? I feel like I'm dead.

Simon-

    I can't breathe. A weight is sitting on my chest. Sobs rip from my body. I'm still trapped in the bubble of darkness, cut off from light, sound and Baz. Baz is... or was on the other side of the bubble with the Chimera. What's happened? I have to know what's happening? I have to know Baz is okay- my enemy, my roommate, my savior.

Agatha-

    Penelope has almost tripped herself twelve times running through the woods like a mad woman. We've already checked the Catacombs, his room and all of the classes and halls. Penny really started freaking out when we found his room empty of him- and Baz.

    I'm wearing leather combat boots and little burrs and pieces of grass snag at the laces. Penny heaves another breath, "SIMON!" She takes another staggering breath, "SIMON!" She's breathing hard and I'm worried she might pass out. Sweat is beading on my forehead. The morning air is cold but every once in awhile, a ray of sunshine will sneak through the trees and warm me.

    I wipe my palms on my pants. Simon's not usually gone for this long. Maybe Penny was right, maybe he is in trouble.

Penelope-

    We've been in the woods for an hour. I continue to call out for Simon, but Agatha keeps silent. She is the calm and I am the storm.

    I was ready to try the east end of the woods until I saw a young sapling drenched in blood.

    "Agatha-"

    "I know Pen... I'm sure he's fine-" She chokes a bit.

    We continue for another five minutes until I am almost blinded. I clap my hands over my eyes and Agatha does the same. A gigantic black bubble protrudes from the earth, the sun shining off of it.

Agatha-

    Penny charges towards the bubble, her wand already out. "Sticks and stones may break my bones!" The bubble shatters like glass, the shards disappearing as they fall. Simon is laying on the ground curled up in a ball, crying. His clothes are bloody and he smells like dry sweat. Penny stares transfixed.

    We both break out of the trance at the same time and run towards him. He grabs us both and cries even harder- and we let him.

Baz-

    My head is pounding. I can't open my eyes but I already know where I am. I can smell the trees and the magical plants that grow in the woods behind my house. I take a deep breath.

    My warm breath is a stark contrast to the cold, misty air. My eyelids are tinted a peach color, so it must be day. What's happened to me? What's happened to Snow?

    "Baz?" Aunty Fiona's deep voice pierces the air. "Oh my god, Basilton!" I hear footsteps running towards me. Warm hands brush dew off of my cold cheeks.

    "Can you hear me?" I try to respond but my voice isn't working- I can't even nod.

    "Shit, hold on Basilton." She casts up, up and away, lifting me into the air.

A/N: I have written chapter three but it's being edited so expect a new chapter soon!