Caged

Weakness

  When you woke up you were in a different place. The big oak tree was gone and you were in a large tent. You had seen the inside of this tent before but never this room. Someone was wiping away something on your neck. You turned to see the face of Pan. It was hard to recognize him because his face was in worry. He didn't look you in the eyes even though he knew you were watching.

  "Pan?" You questioned, just to make sure it was him.

  "That's not my name." He said.

  "Peter?"  You said.

  "Calm down." He said. "What do you remember?" He questioned.

  "I ran from here, went to Tinkerbells hut, ran away and passed out." You said.

  "That's more than most." He said.

  "Why are you being so nice to me?" You question.

  "I- I.." He choked on his words. You sat up to look at him face to face, "no, sit."

  "I need to know." You said.

  "I stole you, as I did to the others. This island was meant for dreamers, not for me. Now because of me the island, the boys and you will all die." He cried. All the sudden the evil glare you had seen before washed back into his eyes.

  "Peter...." You asked.

  "My name is Pan." He said sternly before walking out of his tent.