Chapter 3

Thump! Thump, thump, thump! I turned my head and opened my eyes slightly. “Hello?” I asked in a tentative voice and someone from beside me laughed.

“Wake up, Summer.” I sat straight up in a flash, my guard back on.

“Viktor, show yourself!” I yelled at the darkness surrounding me and I felt shivers run up and down my spine.

“Summer, run!” Alonzo ran up to me and grabbed my arms, dragging me with him as he continued to run.

“Wait, what’s happening?” I asked him, my voice tight with fear, “why can’t I leave the dream, why can’t I change the setting!?” My voice was strained with panic as he pulled me off into a side alleyway.

“You can’t transport yourself out of all dreams Summer, just some, and right now, he’s trying to kill us.” My already pale face drained of its remaining color as I clung to them.

“Please, help me!” I begged him and he smiled.

“Don’t worry Summer, we’re leaving this together, just stay quiet and we’ll both be safe,” he whispered back then pulling me down with him, he crouched behind a nearby stairwell.

My heart thudded heavily in my chest as Viktor’s footsteps neared but I bit my tongue, and did as I was told. “Summer, Alonzo, I only wish to speak! Now come out!” he commanded and I felt my anger flare up.

“Why is he doing this?” I whispered to Alonzo and reached back and covered my mouth with his hand, something I despise greatly, but put up with. I saw Viktor’s legs creep into my view and I was positive he could hear my heart that was beating crazily in my chest. His shoes paused for a moment, making my hold my breath, then he took off running in the direction he’d came from. We waited at least 20 minutes before Alonzo removed his hand and help me up.

“Where is your necklace?” Alonzo asked as I brushed gravel off of myself.

“It’s in my luggage bag, why?” I asked and he chuckled.

“You must wear it Summer, without it, he may overpower you,” he insisted and I glanced back over at him.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t see you wearing a big pendant, and you’re perfectly fine.” Alonzo laughed quietly pulled up his shirt sleeve to expose a pocket watch clipped around his wrist like a bracelet. “So that’s like my necklace?” I asked and he smiled at me. His tanned hands felt for something on it, then pressed down and it popped open. Instead of the clockwork that I was expecting, a gorgeous gem was present, sparkling beautifully in the moonlight.

“Come with me, there is something I’d like to show you now that you aren’t running away,” he said as he grabbed my hand and started off. We walked for awhile until we came up to a beautiful lake, the moonlight bounced off of it, making it shimmer.

“It’s beautiful,” I whispered and he smiled.

“Yes, I thought so too,” he said and I noticed he had a sad air about him.

“Where is this?” I asked and he turned to face me.

“It’s in Italy, maybe you’ll visit it,” he said with a smile, but his voice was heavy with sadness.

“How do you know about this place?” I asked and then I bit my tongue, my words seemed to make his sadness worse.