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all danced to the same silent tune. There were trees grand in size, and their branches swayed along with the flowers in perfect sequence. The grass was metallic green, and it felt as soft as feathers.
    “Am I dead?" Presley asked herself. “Is this heaven?” she whispered. She started down a small path in the center of the field of flowers. She didn’t know where she was, but she felt very calm and safe. A crow flew overhead and landed on a nearby tree. She noticed a little cottage in a nook surrounded by trees. Uncertain of what she would find, she cautiously sneaked over to it.
    The cottage was built out of rocks and had a thatched roof. A wooden fence surrounded the perimeter of the yard. As Presley approached the fence she peered into the house through an open window. She saw a girl sitting on a chair and she was crying. Suddenly the girl turned toward the window as if she could feel Presley watching her. Presley recognized her as the strange girl who had appeared in her dreams. The girl slowly rose from the chair, walked to the door, and carefully opened it. She seemed terrified as she intensely examined the surrounding land. The girl guardedly walked to a large boulder in the yard and sat there for a few minutes. She appeared to be distraught and in deep thought. Presley finally stood up and walked a little closer to the girl.
    “Excuse me,” Presley said quietly. Obviously startled, the girl jumped up, and stood frozen, staring at Presley. Suddenly, in a paranoid fashion, she ran fiercely toward Presley, halting at the fence.
    “You’re lost,” the girl whispered, breathless as her hands shook.
    “Yeah, I guess I am. I don’t really know. Can you help me?” Presley asked.
    “They don’t know that you’re here?” the girl asked, her eyes shifting back and forth.
    “Who?” Presley asked back.
    Suddenly there was a rapid change in the sky. It grew increasing darker, turning a hazy gray. A storm was approaching.
    “They know you’re here now,” the girl said gazing up at the sky out of the corner of her eye.
    “Who?” Presley asked again. Presley noticed the girl growing more agitated by the second. The girl grabbed Presley by her arms and pulled her down to the ground.
    “You have to run. Turn around and follow the same path you took to get here. Listen to me very carefully. You have to run as fast as you can down that path. You will come to a big tree, on the left. Her name is Gracie."
    “What? Gracie? A tree? What are you talking about?”
    “I don’t have time to explain this to you right now," the girl said with frustration in her voice. “Everything that you know, or you think that you know, isn’t true here. If you want to live then find Gracie. She’s a distinctive white weeping willow tree that stands high in the sky. Ask her to protect you. Now go! I will find you tomorrow."
    The girl turned around and started to run back toward the cottage.
    “Wait! Where am I? How do I get home? What’s your name?" Presley shouted. The girl ran back to Presley.
    I can’t help you right now. I can’t go with you. It’s not safe. I will find you tomorrow. For now, you have to hide!" The girl turned away as Presley grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
    “Wait. What’s your name? Tell me your name!” Presley asked sternly.
    “My name is Paulette,” she said, as she jerked her arm from Presley’s grasp. “Please, go to Gracie! You must hurry or they will capture you and you will never make it back home. Now go!" As Paulette ran off, Presley stood for a few moments, astonished, trying to process what she had just heard.
    “Paulette. This can’t be happening,” she whispered to herself. “Paulette? She’s the girl in my dreams? But, I never knew her. How did I know what she looked like?" A gust of wind blew and a lightning bolt jolted down from the sky and hit the boulder, incinerating it. Presley ran. The wind didn’t subside, holding Presley back. Rolling thunder echoed through the dark