Haylie POV
My screams faded into silence until I could no longer cry out. I blinked, disoriented, as I took in the new surroundings. I wasn't in that room anymore. Instead, I found myself somewhere that resembled a mountain range. The hardness of the rocks beneath me was undeniable, and as I glanced down, I noticed my clothes were different.
The white dress what I was we. Instead, I was back in my old, familiar outfit: ripped jeans torn at the knees, my faded black shirt with the Mickey Mouse print, and my scuffed skate sneakers.
My gaze shifted from myself to my surroundings, and I froze in place. Where was I? How had I ended up here? The night air was crisp and fresh, carrying the faint scent of pine trees from miles away.
