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like a national langue. You have crushed our stores and our crops with only one foot and now you will pay! she shouted with an angry glare in her eyes. You will be our slave like the other humans that have unfortunately come into this forest also. They began to drag Sara toward a dirty old shack. They threw Sara into the shack and locked the door.

Inside the shack were three other people. There was a little girl who looked to be at the age of seven. Her bright blue eyes were disheartened, and her short blonde hair in pony tails. There was also a young boy who looked to be at the age of five. His short black hairs barely covered over his dark dispirit brown eyes.

There was Ryan on the other side of the room looking back at her. Ryan was a kid in her second grade class, which had vanished five years ago. Sara and Ryan used to be really close friends until he disappeared. There were rumors that he ran away or got kidnapped, but nobody ever knew. Ryan looked older now it took a few seconds for Sara to recognize him, but it seemed like he known who she was the very second she was thrown into the shack. He had longer black hair than she remembered, but he still had those light sharp brown eyes.

Sara went into over load; she had thought for these five years that he was dead. She began to ask questions. What are those creatures? Why are these two little kids here? Why are you here, Ryan? You were kidnapped and killed! she shouted in a confused voice.

Oh, is that what they said about me? Ryan said with a little bit of a laugh and a creepy smile.

Ok, Ryan began to talk for real, Here's the answer to your first question, the five inch humans are woodlings. The only way they are able to have slaves like us is because they have a lot of magic. You learn things for being here for five years. Sara green eyes brighten with interest as Ryan went on. The two little kids are here because they sawme in the forest, andI guess they wanted to follow me. They haven't said a word since. There wasn't even a bit of happiness on Ryan's face by now, there were only a blank stare of shame and guilt on his face. Ryan started to finish, The reason I'm here is because I was foolish enough to walk into this stupid forest. Does that answer all your questions?

All but one, HOW DO WE GET OUT OF HERE?!?, Sara yelled on the top of her lungs, she was sick of acting like she really had to be a woodling's slave; for in Sara's mind that was never going to happen!

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