[center][h3][b][i][color=f7976a]Annabelle Lafeyette[/color][/i][/b][/h3][/center]

Annie blinked in surpise and backed up. [color=f7876a]"What are you...?"[/color] She began, her voice trailing off. Her eyes widened as as the man's hands began to glow, like some kind of wizard. Images began to fill her head. A strange, forlorn castle. A woman, enchanting in her presence, with the power to bend things to her will. The sickly sweet scent of flowers. A pool, so clear, so still, one couldn't tell if the rocks at the bottom were one foot beneath the surface, or a mile. Like dreams come to life before her eyes.

The man was right about one thing, Annie was in danger. This man was, he was- crazy!

[color=f7976a]"You're- you're crazy."[/color] Annie walked backwards, shaking her head in disbelief. These things were impossible. She wasn't sure what was going on, but she had to leave. This was too much. 

[color=f7976a]"You're crazy!"[/color] She called out, louder, pointing a finger accusatarily at the mind. Sharing a panicked glance with the girl from earlier, Annie scooped up her dog Doug and hurriedly began to rush away, back towards her house. Chills ran up and down her spine as her mind rushed to figure out a logical explanation for what she had just seen and felt.