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Definitely not Addison. Wind captured my hair, blowing brown strands across my lips and nose. I caught it with my fingers and tucked it behind my ears before it could tangle. All around me were flowers of the most brilliant colours and designs. Their fragrant scents filled my nose. I reached down and stroked the petals of a daisy. The flower was real, slightly greasy and soft the way it’s supposed to feel.
    I could taste the wind on my tongue.
                  It wasn’t until I turned around that I realised I wasn’t alone.
                  There was a girl about my age standing behind me. She wore leather armour wrapped around her waist and handmade boots. Long black curls cascaded down her back and her eyes were bright blue, the colour of a sapphire and lined with long black eyelashes. Her perfect oval face was covered with dirt but it wasn’t hard to tell she was stunningly beautiful.
                  In her right hand was the biggest sword I'd ever seen in my life.
                  She glanced right through me, her eyes darting back and forth. She appeared to be listening for something by the way her head tilted to the side. Pressing her lips tightly together, she waited.
                  “Um, hello?” My voice sounded hollow like I was taking through a paper tube. It didn’t matter. It was obvious she didn’t hear. Her eyes glanced quickly to the left towards a noise that I didn’t hear. Whatever was happening, we weren’t hooked into the same sound system.
    I took a step forward and stepped on something squishy.
                  I looked down.
                  I was standing on a bloody hand with no body attached to it. Dirt encrusted fingers reached up towards the sky. I gasped and jumped backwards, almost tripping over my feet.
                  With a raging scream, the girl pulled the sword up and spun around with a ferocious speed. Her weapon sliced through the air and she shoved it backwards and through the stomach of a man who appeared out of nowhere. Falling to his knees, he opened his mouth and blood spewed from between his teeth.
                  Suddenly there were bodies everywhere.
                  Lightning crashed from behind me and I jumped. The blue sky instantly disappeared into grey clouds. The air was thick with dark smoke and when I inhaled I could taste bits of ash. Turning around, there were people everywhere. All either dying or fighting. Boots sloshed through the mud and blood and armour clad bodies twisted and turned as they were either stabbed with swords or impaled with sticks. People screamed and swords crashed together, the sound of metal against metal pierced my ears. The smell of copper filled my nostrils, drowning me in the most awful scent.
                  The girl screamed like a banshee and brought her sword up against the group of men who appeared before her. Blocking their advances, she twisted her body like nothing I had ever seen in gymnastics class. Her weapon sliced through the air and into the tender meat of their bodies. One by one, the men dropped to the ground at her feet.
                  I must have gasped or cried out because suddenly she whipped her head towards me, her eyes burning with triumph. She was at my side before I even knew she’d moved, bringing her arm around my neck where she placed a dagger against my throat. I wanted to scream but I couldn’t move. My body had rejected my brain.
                  She leaned up close against me, her mouth right beside my ear. I could feel the heavy hiss of her breathing as she exhaled and inhaled deeply.
                  “You wanted this,” she said. “I gave it to you.”
                  I broke my paralysis and pulled forwards. Suddenly I was falling and I closed my eyes tightly to avoid the splatter of blood that I knew would await me once I