Ophelia's pov:

This cave must be long, I have been walking for so long. Well it feels so long but I don't know what time it is, I could have been walking for 3 minutes.

I look at the man, he is covered in red and looked so mad but now he doesn't look as mad. Maybe he hated the place or hated all those papers. I would hate all those papers too.

The cave is getting warmer, maybe the exit is close. I'm excited to see where this cave is at, have I passed it before?

After a fat minute I think we made it to the end. There is a giant door. Like the doors where it's two of them and they open in the middle. "Alright you have to stay close" he says and looks at me. I nod and he opens the left door. It's so bright outside, or maybe it was so badly lit in the cave. Now that I think about it, how was there light in the cave?

I walk past him into the brightness. After my eyes adjusted I looked around. Where the hell am I? I have never seen this area before. The sky is blue but not blue like I've seen before. The blue that color fancy people wear. Like the bluest blue. And the sun.. I look at it and it's white. I once heard from a group of loudmouth middle schoolers walking by that the sun is white even though it looks yellow. This one is actually white. Am I on the opposite side of the world?

I hear the door close behind me and the man walks next to me. "Why is the sun white?" I ask and look at him. He thinks for a second. "I forgot but it has something to do with magic I think." Magic??? I didn't know magic was real.

The roads are stone and bricks, no concrete or pavement. It's so cool. I follow him as he walks wherever. It's so colorful here and the houses actually look like houses. Not crusty buildings. I see some people, I think they're people. Some look like people, some look like the man and some look like everything in between. They look at us. Why do they look at us?

I look at the man and he doesn't seem as tense, he's probably not mad anymore. I look at his wings, I have never been behind him before so I couldn't really look at them. They're so big and feathery. I run my hand along the feathers. So soft. The man turns around and looks at me. "Sorry" I whisper.

After a while the man turns around. I wasn't paying attention so I walked right into him. I stumble backwards and look up at him. "You can't be seen." Why can't I be seen? Before I know it he pulls me against him and covers me with his wing. I can't see anything. "Alright, walk with me and be very quiet." He starts walking and I try to match with him so I can walk and not stumble around.

He stops walking and so do I. I hear talking but I don’t know what is being said. These wings must be sound proof too.

He picks me up with his arm. Am I that light? And why is he picking me up? I look down and see stairs. Maybe he didn’t want me to trip on the stairs. Either he is nice or he doesn’t want me to be hurt when he eats me.

Once the floor is normal he puts me down and un covers me. I look around and see wood. I’m in a hallway. It’s so tall, I look up, it's as tall as the cave. It's all wood. I turn around and see the stairs. It’s cold here too. Is this another cave? Is this the man's house?

“Follow me” he says and walks down the hall, I follow him. The hall is huge but it’s so pretty. He walks to a door and opens it. I look in the room and see a bed and a table with drawers attached to it. “This is your room” I turn around and look at him. “I got a room?” He nods.

This is amazing. I got a room. I don’t know what room this is but it’s mine. I feel like crying. I don’t want to cry though. I walk over to the man and hug him. I don’t care if I do anything wrong right now, I have a room.

I look around it. (yall, just imagine a nice bedroom, idk what to make it look like lol) There is a door, I look at it. It’s just a normal door. “Why is there another door?”  “That’s a closet.” I open the door and see shelves. It’s a mini room but empty.

The man left, he said he will be back. Maybe this is when he comes to kill me. I walk around the room. It's a nice room, and it's all mine. There's even a mirror on top of the table. I walk over to it and look at myself. Those brown dots are still there. I try rubbing them off but it doesn't work. I hear footsteps in the hallway so I look at the doorway.

The man walks into the room with some clothes. "Here's some clothes" he says and hands them to me. I take the clothes. "Do you know how to take a shower?" I'm embarrassed. Everyone knows how to take a shower. Except me. I shake my head. "Then I'll teach you." He walks out of the room and I follow him still holding the clothes.

"This is body soap" he says and hands me the bottle. "You put it all over yourself and wash it off, but don't put it in your hair. Shampoo and conditioner is for hair but I'm going to fix your hair." I feel so excited. My hair will be normal. This is a whole new life. I will finally be like everyone else. I won't be the roach on the street anymore. I won't be the one everyone pities anymore. The one people look down on when they feel bad.

The man left the bathroom and closed the door. I look around the room. There is a shower and a tub. Only the fanciest houses have both in the bathrooms. This place must be really fancy but I've only seen two rooms and a hallway.

Do I use the shower or tub? The tub. I now know how to turn it on. I look at the bottle in my left hand and the clothes in my arm. I put the bottle on the floor and grab the clothes. The first thing is a long sleeve black t-shirt. It will probably look like a dress on me. I walk over to the 3rd mirror that I've seen and hold the shirt up to me. It will cover me. This will be amazing. I grab the other thing and hold it up. It's black pants. They're also big.

I walk over to the tub and turn the metal thing so it turns into a mini waterfall. The noise comes back and the tub slowly fills up. I took off the clothes for probably the last time and put them on the floor. I pick up the bottle and walk over to the tub and get in. I look at the water pouring. It splashes when it hits the water in the tub. I lean forward and put my hand under it and it feels funny. I lift my hand up more and the water hits me in the face. Well that's one way to clean my face.

I grab the bottle and open it. It smells nice like plants after they're cut. I pour it on my hand and rub it all over me. Everything smells like it. I want to smell like this forever so I keep rubbing it on me. Is this why all those people with their nice clothes, shoes and hats smell nice? I thought it was just a rich people thing. Maybe the man is rich.