Great, I don’t know how it happened or why it happens but every time Mason is about to tell me something I really want to know, I go into my world. Wait, my world? That means James is here. I open my eyes and come to the realization of my location. I’m in my world, definitely but it’s someplace I haven’t created. I am in a ginormous room that looks like it was made in the 1500’s. I’m lying in a big blue canopy bed that looks like it has gold for the curtains around the bed. While admiring the spectacular room, I hear a knock at the door and a voice I would recognize anywhere, ask.

            “Umm, Jess? Are you decent?”

            “Yeah.”

I sit up as James waltzes in wearing a black Green Day t-shirt matched with swimming trunks and black socks. He is the first to speak.

            “Hungry?”

Is he serious? I have way too many questions to even think about anything but getting them answered.

            “By the look you’re giving me, I’ll take that as a no.”

I rolled my eyes.

            “No, of course I am hungry. I mean why would I want I know why in the world your biological father captured me, and then put me in this amazing room.”

His eyes widened, which I understand, I have never been even remotely mean to him.

            “Sorry.”

His expression changed from surprised to happiness.

            “It’s cool. I get it. I would be the same way, probably even more pissed. I unfortunately don’t have any answers for you though. I know as much as you, most likely even less. I do know someone who can answer your questions. Come on.”

As usual, I followed. The house was even more amazing than the room. It was like the house from Haunted Mansion, minus the ghosts, mixed with an old Victorian house. It was breathtaking. We finally stopped in front of this big black door. James knocked three times hard and one soft. The door shrunk down to about five inches, and then a clear doorway exploded open. James led me through and took me through something that seemed like a maze through another long red door. We finally ended up at a small room with a man who literally looked like James’ 20 year old twin. He looked at me then at James.

            “Well, now that my son has not obeyed my orders to make sure you stay in your room, how can I help you sweet Jessica.”

It took me awhile to process everything bur after I did I got right to the point.

            “Ummmm…….I want to know why you captured me and how come when I look through my world, I can’t see you or anything you make, like this mansion.”

            “Well, well, well you get right to the point, don’t you? Hmm. Let me start off by saying James had nothing to do with this. I promise you were not meant to be harmed or mistreated but well it is just happened. After all, I am just the messenger from your father, Η Αλλαγή (pronounced e-al-a-yee), which translates into The Change. You see, you daddy has a gift which can let him change dreams. That is why he can make potions for me to drink which is why you can’t see me.”

My mind was spinning. He was obviously talking about my demon dad. I really wanted to go back to the real world, but before that.

            “So you’re the messenger my aunt told me about. Well, go ahead tell me what you have to say.”

            “Wow, son you got yourself a real winner.”

I scowled.

            “You guys can bond when I go back. Get on with the info. my d….da…..The Change gave you.”

            “Okay, well you must agree to terms before you meet with him.”…..

Thts all your gonna get but the more people the more you guys get!! xD