I ran through the forest near my house, my heart beating quickly and my head pounding.
"Hey Soul Sister! Hey Mister, Mister! On the Radio, Stereo," my I-Pod sang into my ears. I sang along in my head.
The trees cast shadow across the forest and the sun shone sneakily through the leaves. I looked up and closed my eyes and then fell forwards. Damn my klutziness. I waited for the pain of the hard ground, but it never came. I opened my eyes and gasped. I was floating in a tunnel of rainbow like light.
I screamed, my lungs burning already from the running. Then, just as quickly as the tunnel of rainbow light ha sucked me in, it spit me out and I landed on hard ground.
"Ouch!!" I cried. I rolled over in the grass, rubbing my elbows and knees as I sat up. I looked around, I was in a field. "Hello?" I called. No answer.
There was a big sign behind me and I flipped onto my hands and knees to see it.
"Welcome to the Septiland!" I peered at it quizzically.
"What?" I said. Then a piece of paper floated down from the sky. It was a letter from a queen?
Aahh, Greetings to you Oh Weary Traveller,
Welcome To The Attic....Where fantasy becomes reality...
So glad you paid a visit to my humble abode...
Let me explain a little bit about The Attic....
Anything can happen in The Attic Of Lost Things. Many people come here in search of something lost, but few people ever leave. What you have lost does not concern me, it could be anything from an old sock to a childhood dream. Keep the knowledge of what you have lost to yourself because there are entities here that would try their best to find and conceal what you look for to obtain power over you.
If you can find me, then you may be guaranteed of clean clothes, food, a bed to sleep in, and most importantly, my help.
I am the Queen of The Attic and I can grant you one wish, but one wish only.
Then, if you can answer a riddle for the Riverman, he might take you home.
You see another thing that I forgot to explain about The Attic is that, although you can find your way here, it is nearly impossible to find your way out, and so far, only three people have guessed the answer to the Riverman's riddle.
So here's the dilemma for you....
Do you ask me to return you to your world?
Do you ask me to return what was lost?
Choose wisely my friend, your future depends upon your answer.
High Queen of The Attic
The Attic? I thought. Oh damn, what had I gotten myself into?