As Nova explores further and further into the big, silent field, the louder the voice echoed. It was as if it were calling her. The wind whistles gently, blowing softly on her face. The cool summer night was heavy with dew, the moon shining on it and turning it silver. The sky was clear, and all the stars were visible against the pitch-blackness of the sky. The voice blended right in, like rocks on a mountain. It sounded completely natural on the cold, crisp night. The further Nova got, the louder and more clear the voice became. It rung in her ears, and she began to recognize it. It sounded like the voice of her brother. Her brother, Heath, was supposed to be at home, in bed. Nova had gotten bored, and, unable to sleep, had gotten up and decided to explore in their new neighborhood. The voice led her through the field, down a trail, through the forest and once Nova got through the forest, she was led in a small clearing with a pond in it. The pond had big flowers edging it, along with cattails and other big weeds. Sand dusted the edges, and crickets chirped in the distance. Nova crouched, and spotted small fish dancing in the pond. She reached out to touch the water, and was greeted with a shock of ice. Ice-cold shivers ran down her fingers, up her arm, and through her whole body. It made her hair stand on end. Nova let out a surprised yell when she discovered that she couldn’t pull her hand away. Her fingers were stuck! Suddenly, the fish began to warp into mysterious monsters. The clearing wasn’t so warm and inviting anymore. The trees whistled and shook violently, even though there was no wind. The fish joined and evolved into a weird alien. It was in the shape of a 16 year old girl, but she had tentacles for fingers and her eyes were merely just two slits in her face. Her mouth was a big black hole with sharp knife-like blades for teeth. Nova was glued with fear, as the girl crept closer and closer. The girl reached out, grabbing Nova’s ankle and wrist, and lifted her up from the ground. Nova felt herself flying through the air, the ground disappearing beneath her, hurtling into the sky. Her chest tightened, and tightened, until it felt like it was going to explode. She kept flying, then she felt something hard ran into the back of her head so hard it made her see stars.

That was when she woke up. The first thing she noticed were that her pet goldfish was gone.