Kris placed his hand on her arm.
“You don’t have to go through with this,” he told her.
She shook her head. “I can do it.”
She closed her eyes and took a step. She was gone.
Kris caught his breath. It had worked.
“Do you think she will find what we need?” Paul asked from his place at the back of the room.
“I hope so.”
Anne looked at what was in front of her. They had hoped and prayed their plan would work, but she had not thought it could be more than a dream. Now she stood in that dream.
It was all so strange. She had stepped from her world to a new one.
And now she had to find help.
She moved through the new world. No one she passed spared her a glance. They did not know how strange she was. As she walked, she watched. She feared she would not see the one that could help them. This fear proved null – he was hard to miss.
Today's Novel Idea Prompted by: "Write 11 sentences composed only of one syllable words. (For an extra challenge, write a story of one syllable words.)" Courtesy of Dragon Writing Prompts.