I see the women from my dream. “Mrs.Star!” I squeak. “Get up!” She says, pointing a sword at me. “Don’t make me…” When I get up, I feel really weak, like I haven’t had any food or water for days. She wraps a rope around my wrists, like handcuffs. She pulls me outside. “Follow me.” She whispers. I obey.
She brings me to a strange shop. We go in.