I gasp in awe as I gaze at the castle. I feel the excitement bubbling inside me. Out of all the things I’ve experience since I fell into this book, this one makes it to the very top. There are red trees from autumn’s winds. The cool breeze feels nice on my face. I realize that not everything is so bad when I fell into this story. I hear shuffling from the bushes behind me. I turn to see the strange little so-called hunter I met when I first entered. I shift my gaze back to the castle.

“This is the most beautiful sight I have ever seen,” I breathe.

The hunter, Fynn , makes his way up besides me. He looks beyond to the castle. “Welp, I guess our journey is almost over,” he says with a sad tone, “I haven’t even killed anything yet!” Fynn lowers his head in defeat.

Paying no attention to Fynn’s disappointment, I say, “Now I can finally go home.”

I start to run towards the castle, I could hear Fynn yell out to me to wait for him. I turn around and look at him, beckoning to follow me. “Come on, I’ve got no time to waste!”

I turn around and start to run again. Now I’ll be able to go home. I add a little skip in my steps as I carry on.