Chapter 1 (Un)Graceful arrival
In the dreams, I found myself in front of a door guarded by a hooded maiden whose face obscured, by a silken veil. "Are thee seeking for a different ending?" she said in a hollowed tone awaiting someone to answer. I started to look around for anyone else but thereis none.
"Are you talking to me ma'am?" I hesitantly asked.
"I AM talking to thee." she answered with a creepy smile.
"Then I would say that I don't think I can." I reply distrusted. The hooded maiden loomed closer to me and said, "Thou aren't aware of thy powers. But what if I say it is possible?"
I thought of my choices; If I don't accept I will wake up and continue my life of repeating routines and depression. If I accept I might have a chance to rewrite the ending? Anyways both of the choices do not matter because I would eventually wake up.
Now that I've made my mind I answered: "Yes, I'd wanted to." the hooded maiden reacted wirh another creepy smile and says
"Your wish is granted..."
she led me to a door, which looked more like a mirror some of the glass were fractured yet still floating around the corners
"Enter"
I stepped in to the mirror-like door unknowing that my life would be changed forever...
Inside the door, is a seemingly never-ending corridor. I wondered it will also spawn memory bubbles like that space themed turn-based rpg I've played before. I walked along the corridor not long before I see a bright exit.This is the end to my dream I guess..
I walked into the light and then I found myself...?
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Shit! I'm falling!
I felled from the sky and onto the stone tile floor face first it hurts like hell and then I passed out.
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I opened my eyes and found myself in a some sort of infirmary.
I looked at my hands and touch my head to check the bleeding. It looks fine. I then get up from the bed and stepped down from it. I noticed something. Why am I even shorter? I slowly walked to the restroom and looked in the mirror, I see supposed a thirteen year old version of me with black braided hair instead of short bob cut I usually had when I was that age, otherwise I looked the same.
Then,I heard a clicking noise at the door so I rushed to lay down on the bed and covering my self with sheets, pretending to be asleep.
I overheard some conversation about me falling from the sky and that I am a second year student in hogwarts trying to fly without a broomstick.
Wait, then where in the NINE SECTIONS OF HELL did the door take me!?
I, then know that the one talking was Madam Pomfrey replying to someone else so out of curiosity I peeked over the blanket, then I saw Professor Dumbledore and he winked at me sort of sending me a signal that he got this covered.
Weird, why did he came to see me, a random person that has no revelation to the main plot.
After everyone else but me left the room, I started to remember something, This body who I thought isn't me is actually my oc in my preteens when I was trying to write fictions