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~Narmi's p.o.v~

I could slowly feel myself slipping back into consciousness. I notice my cheek on a cold floor. What happened? My heart beat was raised so much, I though I was gonna pass out again.

Peter... he put a sleeping curse on me! Or he knocked me out! He did something.

I remember my dream. It was really cruel! Like stab-your-eyes-out-with-needles-cruel cruel! It was the worse nightmare anyone would ever have.

~Flashback~

I woke up in a place. It seemed like an ordinary room, with pillars and red curtains. Except it wasn't normal at all because almost every thing was on fire. I watched as each red curtain caught the flame, and the fire flickered up and down.

Up...

Down....

The world seemed to tilt, and I put my hands out on either side of me to balance out.

"Ahhhhh!" I screamed as I felt the heat of flame prickle at my left pinkie.

I pulled my arm back, only to be burnt on the elbow by a flame that I didn't notice had crept up behind me.

I let out another howl as the pain shot up to my spinal chord and into my brain.

"Hello?" I stopped short. Did I just hear right? Was that a hello?

There's someone here. Someone besides me.

"Who's there?" I say demanding. The voice came out muffled and far away.

"Are you- ahhhh!" The voice came from the other corner of the room. The 'Tisssss' of burning flesh could be heard. That voice sounded like.... Henry's!?

~End of Flashback~

I mustered up all the strength I had and got p. I grabbed the bedpost for support.

It took a while for my eyes to un-dilate, and adjust to my surroundings.

We were in Peter's house.

All memories came crashing down again.

This was like a really bad hangover.

Rumpelstiltskin....

I felt more energy seeping into me and I walked to the door.

Without acknowledging Jay or Felix, or even Peter, I walked out.

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