"Hello?" I call out. The women wear clothes similar to mine. They hold hands of small children with dirty blonde hair and brown hair wearing dresses and dress pants.
Nobody answers so I decide to go up to a lady sitting down knitting something.
"Um excuse me. Can you tell me where I am?" I ask but she doesn't look at me. She continues doing her work as if I was never even there. "Excuse me, ma'am?" I stay there for a moment and bite the inside of my cheek. I wait for her to take notice of me but she doesn't. I mean, I'm right in front of her. Why is she ignoring me?
More alarmingly, I start running around and asking where I am but no one answers. I was in the haunted house just minutes ago and now I'm here. I don't understand this. I'm getting scared and worried and all these thoughts runnning through my head make me feel like I'm going to crash down at any moment.
I bend down and clutch my head bringing my head between my knees and I start breathing heavily.
"It's okay it's okay it's okay," I repeat over and over in a mantra. This isn't right. I'm not supposed to be here. I'm supposed to be with Harry trying to find clues and solve the mystery. This isnt what is supposed to happen.
The noise of the towns people continue like buzzing in my ear. Horses gallop here and there, people speak to each other, other's yell out auctioning their food. But no one care's about the girl sitting in the middle of the street. No one pays attention to me and it breaks my heart by the.secomd wondering what is going on and what is happening to me.
The sound of a wagon and horses clattering comes nearer and.nearer but I pay it no.attention. It gets louder until I hear it right in front of me.
And there it is. A wagon speeding full ahead of me. I yell and cover my arms over my head awaiting my last breath. But it doesn't come, even when the noise is right next to me. I look up and see the wagon pass straight through me. I'm astonished for a moment. What just happened? I look at my hands and touch them. They look solid. They feel solid. Then how the heck did that pass through me?
"Emery!" Someone yells my name and I instantly stand back up. I look around and then they call me again. "Emery!" I follow the voice of the person and my eyes land on Harry running to me. He jumps over wooden boxes with his curls flying behind him. I relish in the moment. God, he looks so good running.
"Harry!" I run the distance until we both meet up.
"Emery." He hugs me tightly and then let's go. He's panting deeply and he seems worried. "What was that? The wagon passed right through you. God-Where are we? What the hell is going on? Are you okay? " He says in one breath and touches my shoulders.
I relax in his touch and look at him."I have no idea where we are. I tried asking but everyone just ignored me. Those mutherfuckers... and the wagon thing I-I don't know," I sigh. "How are we even here?"
"No idea... but it happened when we touched the book. That probably has something to do with it. And what's with the clothes and the place? It looks like were in the seventeen hundreds." He furrows his eyebrows and looks around. Now that I take a better look around I notice he's right. In school they'd teach us about this and it does look familiar to the pictures in the textbooks. It looks like we're in the country or plains as well.
I shrug my shoulders. "It does huh." I stop talking but then it feels like an explosion goes off in my mind. "Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit shit. Harry, I just realized. How the hell are we here?! Oh my fucking shit I just realized how is this even possible?" Harry's face drops and he groans. He sifts his hands through his air and throws his head back.
"This is so insane. Okay okay. We need to figure this out. Let's ask someone a-"
"I already tried that. Didn't work."