wassup?!

Joanne cast her eyes down, oblivious to the view in front of her.

As she sobbed,another tear rolled down her cheeck, breaking contact with her face and falling toits doom down below.

Shegripped the cold, hard railing tighter, strengthening her resolve, and prepared herself.

Just one jump. Just one jump and it would all be over.

-Hi! Who are you? How do you do!!-

Joanne gasped, stumbled, and slipped in surprise, and immediately grabbed the railing, dangling on it.

What the hell had that voice been? It sounded deep and shrilly at the same time, and had come from her left,but she couldn’t see anything.

-Oh! I’m sorry, I forgot you can’t see me. Too bad. Amyways, you’re supposed to be destined for some prophecy or another, and thus I may have to borrow you for a while. Do you object to that?-

-Whu-What are you?- gasped Joanne, her fingers already aching and her face still wet.

-Why, I’m just a simple spriggan!! One the fae folk!! Powerful enough to really hurt you in case you don’t want to do what I want. By the way, I’m assuming you’re going to do anything I want.-

Joanne sighed. Maybe she had already jumped. Maybe this was hell: being bossed around by something else, knowing nothing really changed.

-What do I do?-

-Oh, you simply must catch the train!-