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Heaven's incessant crying stopped and she sniffled for a second before regaining her grip on reality. She hadn't freaked out like that in ages, but in that brief moment when her eyes fell on the puppet a rush of forgotten emotions rushed back to the forefront of her mind. She was calmer now and could hear rushed footsteps approaching her out of the woods. She snapped her head back and looked just in time to see Alie appear out of the treeline, but she was moving way too fast to have such a short distance between herself and the edge of the cliff. Heaven held her hands out in front of her as if telling her friend to stop, but it was too late. She'd gone right over the edge, Heaven gasped and scrambled over to the edge. Her friend had already disappeared in the blackness. Was she still alive? Could people actually die in a dream or did they wake up back in the real world?

Heaven sat back on her heels, a dazed expression on her face. This world was far from what she thought it was back on the beach. Nothing was going right, and now one of her best friends was very possibly gone forever. The brunette's eyes widened when she heard a laugh come from behind her and she sucked in a sharp breath. Was this man going to kill her? If so, she hoped she'd get to go wherever Alie went. Heaven stood up, wobbling like she might fall over, but steadied herself and forced her hazel eyes to look at him. She was relieved he wasn't a puppet, but still on edge. Whoever he was, she didn't trust him that was for sure. "Who are you?" She questioned, her eyes narrowed accusingly. She glanced up at his red eyes then immediately focused on the trees behind them.

"What did you do to my friend?" She asked him, though she knew it wasn't a smart question, it wasn't like he'd pushed Alie over the edge himself.