she woke up feeling as thought she had been asleep for ages;
her head was spinning and the only thing she could remember was the smoke clouding her vision and falling into the circle
all over her body, there where scratch and claw marks, probably form all the mandrakes, and her grandfather was nowhere in sight.
“How is that possible?”
“how could she possibly have been hurt while in the circle?”
wasn’t the circle supposed to keep her safe?
through all of this confusion, she was able to see one familiar face: her dog Rogue
as she lifted him up and started smoothing down his fur
he looked up at her andshe gasped
as she looked into his eyes, she realized that this wasn’t her Rogue. his eyes where a burning red color, and he was smiling at her
from the surprise she dropped him and ran out of the circle
right away she was surrounded by mandrakes and monsters
was this a nightmare?
she didn’t have time to think, she was being attacked form all sides
turning to the side, she found herself face to face with one of them