KYLIE's POV
I wasn't so sure where I was, but it was somewhere at the top of a mountain, and in the far distance were ruins of what used to be a castle. I'm not very sure how I knew it was once a castle. I just did.
I looked around me as the wind blew harshly against my skin, making me shiver. I reached for the shawl I had wound around my neck, tugged it closer to myself.
Why was I here? In the middle of nowhere?
Suddenly, I heard a chant. The words were not very clear, but I could tell it wasn't English. In fact, it sounded to me like an ancient language that I should have known. But I didn't.
I was curious, but it wasn't curiosity that had me walking in the direction of the chant. Every fiber of my being told me to stay where I was, told me I was walking in the direction of danger
