Melody, one of the seniors, now very much an adult, stared, disturbed at the new arrival's bantering and put her hand on the arm of one of the other 'seniors', who was also now grown.

"They've gone mad, Garret, I'm sure of it. Best go and-" Her voice cut off as a small, lispy voice came running up the hill.

"Mama, mama!" A small, curly headed boy cam up and tugged urgently on Melody's dress. The small reference of 'mama' sent Amelia gaping like a fish, but she did her best to keep a grasp on the coversation.

"He's back mama, he's back!"

"Who, dear?"

"Kesthir! Kesthir! He's here! He's here!" The little boy repeated his words as he pointed down the hill, as if this would all enhance his mother's understanding.

"Kesthir? Already? My my... Well, go and bid him greetings, you and your father," Melody said, looking up at Garret when she said 'your father', "And I'll be down soon enough. Fair?" The boy nodded and headed down the hill, Garret not far behind. Turning back to the others, Melody asked:

"Where are you from? You seem farmiliar..."

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Ciaran stared at the young boy. Apparently at least some of the seniors had settled down, married, and started raising families. "Where are you from? You seem familiar..." the teen-or adult, rather- said.
Ciaran answered. "Kandlemoore High..." he trailed off, still very much confused by the whole incident.

Lily sat up in the grass, goggling at the last year's seniors. Lily stood up and wiped the dirt off of her pants
"What is this place?" She asked, "And what was that dragon thing that we saw?"
Her eyebrows furrowed and she turned to Melody.
"You don't remember the school?"

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Melody's brow furrowed.

"Well... I remember a little, I think.... But, No, not all that much to recall... And, pray tell, what did this dragon look like?" She asked,

"Big, red, 3 heads, pretty darn scary... Big teeth and white horns." Amelia said in reuturn. Surprise Emedietly came to Melody's face.

"Oh! Thats Kesthir, the dragon my son was just speaking of. If you would like to meet him He would gladly comply, I'm sure."

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Ciaran gaped at Melody. "Um, if it's all the same to you, I'd rather not meet the dragon." He paused a moment. "Why don't you remember the school? It was only last year that you would've been there."

Who the heck did this cowgirl wannabe think she was?!

Situations like this just weren't solved without cigarettes. Nightmares in which dark tunnels suddenly turned to happy pastures with last years senior's present just didn't come without cigarettes. It took Conrad a full minute to pick his jaw off the ground, and the next 5 minutes to resist from punching the girl. Thankfully, other things were going on that helped deter his temptation.

"Okay, ya got me sweetheart," Conrad admitted to Melody, hands raised in the air, "This was a record breaking practical joke you just pulled off, but dragon? You guys expect me to-- WOAH."

A faint glimmer of amazement lighted in his usually dull eyes. His hand had glided down in his pocket. Flashing a diabolical grin at Louy, he produced another package of smashed cigarettes, but this time held them safely out of her reach, tucking them back in a pocket. He'd forgotten about that one.

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Melody glared solidly at Conrad. Who did this idiot think he was, slap talking to a lady?! Turning back to the other one, she said,

"A year ago I was here in Vesthain, Taking care of my family. I have no idea what you speak of, me being in 'Candlemoore academy'." Lightning struck overhead, and she fiddled with her skirts.

"Oh dear... Not again... Well, we'd best be off. You can all stay with Garret and I, we have a large place, and room enough for all of you." She started down the hill. "Come along, now."

Amelia, more than a little confused, followed, however aprehensive.

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Louy stuck a dagger-sharp glare at Condrad.
"Just don't smoke them while I'm around. I'm allergict to smoke," she snapped, clearing her throught before trotting off after Melody, who had been one of her friends... last year? Louy shook her head.
"Um.... Melody? Don't you remember me, Louisa? Or Louy?"

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Blaine gaped at Melody and Garret. Despite the fact that they had aged some, he recognized both of them. Why did they not know who they really were? Or at least where they had come from. He trotted up to Garret as the group began to follow the two.

"Garret," he said, "We had English and Gym together last year. Don't you remember? You sat beside me in English, and we used to cream the other guys at basketball in Gym. You don't remember me?" Blaine couldn't believe it. This was insane.

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Elle had absolutely no idea what was going on. Dragons? And what was this Vesthain that Melody spoke of. Elle was pretty good in Geography, and she knew that there was no Vesthain on the map. She briefly wondered if something had hit the two seniors over the head. Though, she was not so bent on logic that she couldn't... consider... the possibility that all this was real and happening, but surely there was some more reasonable explanation.

She studied both Melody and Garret as she followed them to Lord knows where. Although, she had not been friends with either of them, she recognized them. Yes, they were certainly both seniors from last year.

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Melody shook her head at Louy.

"No.... I've never heard that name before... As far as I can recall. I still am confused as to why you act as if you know me. We've only just met! Anyway, if you do know who I am, Kesthier will know. He's just behind our house. We will go to him at once, before this horrid storm gets here. Melody glanced up at the sky, a more than troubled look in her eyes. It was raw fear.

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Garret looked over at Blaine oddly as he picked up his son and placed him atop his shoulders.

"Basketball? What in the name of Grestor is that? And no, I'm sorry, but I don't remember. Or know. And what is English?"

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Arielle rubbed her eyes, hoping the scene would go away. But it was all too real, from last year's seniors to the members of the expedition to the storm clouds. Storm clouds. Oh great, she thought. Now it's going to rain. Just what we need to make the situation better.

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Lily looked a little shocked that Melody didn't remember anything about the school. Deciding to accept her offer of staying with them, Lily walked after them. There was no use investigating the matter if there was a storm coming-atleast she presumed that with the thunder overhead. Lily looked around at there surroundings, wondering where exactly they were.

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Louy's jaw dropped in shock.
"How could you not remember me. We were best buds even though we were one grade apart... um... oh, c'mon, you've got to remember. You said yourself 'this is the year we'll never forget'." she tried to make Melody remember, and was kind of hurtt by what she had said...

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Blaine was incredulous. He threw up his arms. "'What is basketball'?!" he almost shouted, "Only one of the greatest sports of all time!" He was surprised his jaw didn't touch the ground as he stared at Garret. "You take the ball and try to get it through the hoop. You used to be quite good at it. Ring a bell?" He knew what the answer would be. No. Neither Garret nor Melody recalled anything about the real world... or rather the world they had been in before, for this world seemed quite 'real' too. Still, it baffled him. "Oh and English just happens to be the language we're speaking right now." He sighed with a shake of his head.

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Elle overheard the conversation that Louy was having with Melody. "Excuse me," she said, coming to stand beside the two of them. She felt a bit bad about interrupting, but she was curious. "How will this dragon... Kesthier... know whether or not we know you? I don't understand."

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Garret reached up and touched his son's small hand as the small boy made himself as protected as possible behind his father's head as Blaine screamed. Staring at the young man next to him, he gained an edge to his voice.

"Please. Do not yell. And this language is known as Baloric. And as for 'the greatest sport ever', I believe that title should go to the game of Dracofal." He looked up at the sky. "And we need to get going. That reched storm will be here any minure now..." He sped up his pace somewhat, heading for the huge house on the horizon.

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Melody smiled,

"Well, no one really knows. He travels into different worlds so often I don't know what to think of him. But he is good. He is very good. He comes to visit us in particular several times every few years... He and his family that is." She smiled, obviously thinking of the dragon and his kin.

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"Different worlds?" Arielle asked Melody. She jumped as a fat drop of rain hit her nose.

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