Trees. Trees. Trees.

All there were in sight were trees. Lots of them. Those long, brown, tall trunks full of sticks and leaves. Trees. Everywhere to be seen. No matter where you faced there were always trees covering the grounds.

But you could hear a faint sound of water rolling down a hill. A river. Footsteps were right behind and there was no where else to run.

Luna jerked awake just as her mother began to yell at her. She had been having the same dream over and over. The same old trees and water and people chasing her. Only she never felt like herself, she felt like she had grown about half a foot taller every dream as the ground was further away from her face. The forest was darker than any other she had been in, and the chase filled her with adrenaline.

The occurrences of the dreams had been happening ever since she had broken her Aunt Michelle's old ornate mirror. It was a small handheld piece of glass, but it was still a mirror nonetheless. Luna would always see a vibrant prison and a girl with silvery hair—just like hers—standing in a prison cell, and hands grasping the bars at random periods during the days.

It was quite odd and confusing, but Luna didn't have much of a choice on what she saw, but whenever those visions appeared she could sense the other girl's presence, and oddly enough she felt that the other girl was summoning her. But where? She was just ordinary Luna. A wacky girl with an imagination like no other, stuck in a boring world she never asked to be born in. She desired an adventure.

"Mother I keep having those odd dreams of being chased by men holding swords and punching through trees to get to me." Luna told her mother while eating her breakfast. But her mother wasn't listening she was busy doing the daily crossword and sudoku puzzles in the town's newspaper. It was a boring town, few children around her area yet a bunch of annoying ones at school. Even though Luna went to a gifted academy for kids she still felt the annoying presence of people. It was awful having to put up with people teasing her. Yet it always confused Luna how people with the intelligence they have could be such asses sometimes. One kid even went as far as stealing her lunch, and god help anyone who touched her food. Luna had ended up in the detention room for landing herself in an old fashioned "fist fight", which Luna found absolutely ludicrous.

As the day progressed she started to see even more visions of the same prison only further into it. There was a guillotine in the courtyard of the prison—most likely for threatening and showing prisoners to stay in line—and a hanging platform. Obviously the people who ran this prison took their jobs very seriously. The girl with silvery hair was being dragged to the hanging platform by a tall gruff guard.

"We lost the other one in the woods. He got past the river." The gruff guard—most likely the leader—spoke deeply to another short, muscular guard. "He passed to the other side, a worse fate than this girl will be receiving, foolish."

"You find that foolish, but I believe that is brilliant. Moving on to the other side, a side away from this prison of a world. A world that lacks freedom." The girl with silver hair spoke bravely. All the guards turned to the girl and shook their heads in disagreement.

"The other side is banned for a good reason Zania Skyler. It is full of selfish people and—" Zania interrupted the guard, "Hope. That is why it is banned. Fear is the center of this world, and one must live in fear." The girl with long silvery hair struck the guard with a firm kick in the groin and began to run.

Luna woke suddenly from her daze. Could it be possible that there was another world outside of her own, or was she just crazy?