I zipped up my bag and slung it over my shoulder. I was ready to leave this place and to see Alaxia, It is being a week here and I'm not sure what happened to her, as I remember that her best friend Mary told me that she is fine and healthy but I don't known my senses are not allowing me. I known there is something wrong. I have to reach back before anything worse happen to her. I known she is in some kind of trouble.
I had a clue about where she might be, but no one believed me. No one except Elsa, who was standing in front of the door, blocking my way.
"Please, don't go," she pleaded, her eyes filled with worry. "It's too dangerous. You don't know what you're getting into."
"I have to go, Elsa," I said firmly. "Alexia needs me. She's in trouble and I'm the only one who can help her."
