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I was daydreaming in math class (like always. Math is SO boring) and I
was imagining Jessie in different types of dresses. (that aren't green!)
I also was thinking of reincarnation and all that, and I came up with
this. My fourth fic, if you count the ML one. Here's the beginning!

Disclaimer- I don�t own the Quest team, yada yada yada, and I am making
absolutely zipo money

Archives- Just tell me first

Summary- I�m not making one yet! This is going to go nice and slow...
::laughs hysterically::
Rating ummm, this part is A 
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Like Blood on Snow

by Lauren H. :)


	She was walking on the snow, towards the woods. Her fur-lined coat
protected her from the light falling snow, but she still shivered. Not
from the cold, from fear. She was terrified. Why, she did not know. 
	She was now in the woods. It was dark in here, darker than it should be
at just past 7am. The sun was rising over the hill, but she couldn't see
it from inside the fringe of trees.
	The trees were getting denser, and a her claustrophobia began to creep
in and take over her mind. They seemed to be warning her. From what? As
she stepped into a clearing a wave of relief washed over her, along with
a sense of foreboding. She should turn back. No, not yet. She had to
find the truth. About what? Her mind screamed once again. 
	Suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her back, and she slumped to the
ground, unconscious. As she fell her hat flew off revealing a fiery mane
of red hair. A pool of blood surrounded her, turning the snow crimson.
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	Jessie woke up, a scream caught in her throat. This was the second time
she had had that dream this week, that made eleven times this month. And
each time the fear had become greater and greater. She turned on the
lamp beside her, and a reassuring glow filled the room.
	Her sheets were twisted around her legs, soaked with sweat. Taking deep
breaths to steady her nerves, she went into the bathroom and got a drink
of water. Jessie fell asleep an hour later, her light still on.
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	Jonny sat up suddenly, awake. The dream was still fresh in his mind. He
was following a girl, into the woods, when someone had come up and
stabbed her in the back. What was going on? The same dream, over and
over again. night after night.
	He heard Jessie get up and go to the bathroom. Jonny also got up for
some water, but he didn�t fall asleep again. 
Why do I keep thinking I could of done something, something to save her?
He didn�t even know who she was but her red hair had reminded him of
Jessie. Maybe that was why it was so bad. He kept seeing her getting
stabbed, over and over in his mind. And the feeling that he could of
done something, saved her. What was going on?
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I know what's going on...
and you don't
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!
If you read a certain book you might know, but I won't tell you the
book. that would spoil the fun.
Lauren H.
:)


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