No footsteps could be heard as Yanaike ran on all fours over the narrow gravel pad leading uphill. She took a couple of quick glimpses behind her. Were they still following her? How far were they behind her? The dark druids had been tracking her down for about a week now. Yanaike was fast and she’d been able to shake them off time after time. But somehow they kept coming back, day and night, and they by far outnumbered Yanaike. She didn’t have a lot of sleep last night as she had to keep moving. Eventually they would surround her and to prevent that, Yanaike knew she had to hide. There was only one safe place Yanaike could think of. ‘The other world’, books spoke about, was a world without any native magic. Without a natural source of magic the druid wouldn’t be able to track her down. While Yanaike reached the top of the hill, a large gothic-like structure revealed itself. Its large wooden doors were open and allowed access to an enormous ballroom. Yanaike entered the room and as she walked over the marble floor she looked around to the endless amounts of mirrors of different shapes and sizes that covered the walls of the hall. Thousands reflections of herself, thousands of eyes staring at her. It made her feel small and a bit shy. “I-I’m sorry to disturb the silence but I need to leave this world for a while,” she apologized. There came no response. Not a lot of people knew about the real purpose of this room: its function as a portal to the other world. Yanaike rapidly chose one of the mirrors. She just hoped the books were right and the spell would work. From one of the pockets of her leather jacket she grabbed a ragged piece of paper. Written on it was a magic spell. Without hesitation Yanaike started reading the words aloud. While she did, she moved her right hand closer to the mirror. As soon as she touched it, the doors of the hall closed with a slam and the light in the hall dimmed immediately. Started, Yanaike looked around for a moment, but she quickly continued. The reflection of herself in the mirror had faded, and purple smoke was coming out of the mirror as Yanaike moved her hand through it. Purple smoke was filling the space around her, but Yanaike bravely continued and slowly moved her whole body through the mirror. Moments later the purple smoke started to clear and as sunlight appeared again, Yanaike now found herself in a bedroom. “H-hello?” she exclaimed as she ventured through the unfamiliar room. “I’m looking for the innkeeper? I like to rent a room please. I-I don’t have any money, but I can do little chores in return for my stay?” No response. Yanaike walked through the building and reached a narrow hallway which led into a study. Her eyes were drawn to a pile of papers on the desk. ‘Test’, it said. Did she have to make a test to stay in this realm? Great! She loved doing tests. It looked like a quiz with a couple of questions that had to be answered to claim her reward. Luckily for her, it wasn’t a physical test. She know how to do these kind of tests. She had a lot of knowledge and if there were any questions she didn’t know the answer to, she could just bluff around it. ‘Question 1, who discovered America?’ With a puzzled face Yanaike looked down on the words. ‘America’? She had never heard of that before. Was it like a place? But who did discover it? She feared she had to guess the first answer. “Uhm… the j-jack of spades?” No response. Maybe she had to be louder? And more confident too? “The jack of spades!” Again, no response. Maybe she had to write the answer down in the blank space beneath the question? She looked around the desk, searching for a tool to write. She ended up with a small tube-like thing in her hand. It had a button on it, and Yanaike quickly figured out that it allowed her to write after she pressed the button. She was amazed how ink flowed out of such a small thing. She quickly wrote down her response. ‘Question 2, who were the original inhabitants of America?’ Again, Yanaike had to guess the answer the question. She was about to write down her answer when suddenly she heard a clicking sound coming from below. Yanaike dropped the writing tool on the desk and cautiously returned to the hallway, trying to figure out where the sound was coming from.