I opened my eyes and realized I had a terrible headache. The only thing I remember was the black eyes of the witch who had dragged me into the mirror.
When I looked around, I noticed a redheaded girl standing with her back to me. For a second I thought it was the witch who had kidnapped me, and fear paralyzed me, but then she turned around...
She didn't look angry, she looked at me with some kind of intense look, but I didn't feel threatened? Who was she, my guardian or savior, and what was I doing here alone with her, lying on the cold ground? She glared at me silently, and the wound on her arm was oozing blood.
Strangely, it was as if her wound glowed from within, and the drops of blood ...