We stood outside in the pouring rain, drenched to the bone. The winds blew the rain and it came down at a slant. I watched the skies, waiting for a funnel cloud, breathing in the smell of a storm. Aria stood next to me, exclaiming and pointing to a big crack of lightning. We shared a passion for thunderstorms, but tornado warnings set me on edge. Sirens blared around us, warning us of danger, but so far I had not seen anything even remotely harmful. My hair whipped around my face, the long black locks tying themselves into nasty snarls. I lifted my arm and pushed my hair from my eyes, turning to Aria. "We should head back inside before we get sucked into Oz," I said, just as the wind blew harder.

"Why, are you scared?" she questioned teasingly. I just rolled my eyes and walked back to the door.

"I simply do not wish to die out here, and I certainly do not want to wear gaudy red heels and drag a bunch of misfits around so we can kill a wicked witch," I defended, flinging my hands around to help my point. She looked at me with a blank expression, her head tilted slightly to the side. "Really Aria? You haven't even seen The Wizard of Oz? It's a classic!"

"Unlike some people, I do have a life. One that doesn't involve watching every movie ever made," she huffed, flicking her short blonde hair. I just laughed and turned back to the door, my hand gripping the golden knob. I tried to turn it, but it wouldn't budge. I huffed in aggravation, twisting it in the other direction. The stupid door has been difficult ever since I can remember. Everyone else has no trouble with it, but it seemed to hate me. My hand slipped a little as I twisted the doorknob this way and that, but the stupid thing wouldn't open. I got angry and threw my hands up in exasperation. I let out a frustrated yell and glared at Aria when she laughed at me. She walked past me and I backed up as she opened the door for me. "Its sad when I can open the door to your house and you can't," she said.

"It is," I agreed. Aria swung open the door with ease, leaving it open behind her. I stepped in, scanning my living room's sparse furniture. My home was not very big, it only had three tiny bedrooms and a bath and a half. The half bath was in the basement though, and really rancid, so it was never used.

There was a small love seat and one recliner in front of an old television set. My XBox lay right next to the T.V. and a huge front window let in light. Aria plopped down on the dark blue loveseat and made herself comfy. Oscar, my fat black and grey cat, waddled into the room. He stared at me for a moment before I picked him up and snuggled him. He growled at me and I chuckled as I set him down.

"Can you make popcorn? If we're gonna watch another movie then I want my movie snacks," Aria complained. I had finally dragged her over for a movie marathon, and she showed no gratitude to me for sharing the wonders of recorded entertainment. My parents were out at some wedding reception, and I didn't want to be here alone. Don't get me wrong, I have no problem being alone, but I was bored and decided to force my cousin and best friend to enjoy a few movies. To be honest, I usually prefered solitude, but today was a fluke.

I crossed from the dingy white carpet to the fake linoleum tiles. I grabbed a bag of popcorn and tossed it into the microwave, hitting the popcorn button and watching the bag spin. I sighed and drifted off into lala land when suddenly the house shifted and groaned. I balanced myself on the countertop and looked at Aria. She stared back at me as I turned to look past her out my livingroom window.

It looked like a typhoon out there. Not that I really knew what a typhoon looked like, but rain was falling horizontally, and the maple trees in my front yard bent and swayed horribly. The poor old house continued to shake and lean while the wood made awful sounds of protest. And before I could react, a chunk of the roof tore off of the kitchen ceiling, exposing me to the hash weather. I held on to the fridge handles as the wind took pieces of paper and other small objects. A pen whizzed past my face, slicing my cheek. I distantly heard Aria scream my name, but a sudden clap of thunder deafened me. Lightning had struck the house, and the lights exploded around me. I watched in horror as a beam from the roof came falling towards me. I let go of the fridge as I tried to get away, but my foot caught on a chair and I tripped, barely feeling the beam as it smacked me in the head. I had just a moment of pain before everything faded to black.

I groaned and held my head as a major migraine stabbed me in the back of my skull. My eyes fluttered open and I immediately regretted trying to see. Bright light burned my eyes, causing even more pain to my already tortured brain. I dropped my hands into the sand and pushed myself up. 'Wait, sand?'

I slowly looked around at the desert around me, way in the distance I saw some brown building thing, but little else. The area around me was barren as far as the eye could see, and the only landmarks were what looked like tall anthills. They were relatively near the brown thing, but I still couldn't make out any details. The air was dry, and I tried to breathe but my lungs burnt with effort. Maybe I got sucked into that tornado and one of my lungs collapsed. I gasped, maybe I'm in a coma at some hospital and this is my mind's way of dealing with it! I shook my head, if that were the case, wouldn't the nurses have put me on some kind of pain relief? Or were they some kind of sick sadists that like watching comatose patients suffer. I rubbed my temples in frustration, thinking was getting me nowhere, and it hurt.

Rustling behind me roused my attention back to the present, and I slowly turned my head. My heart hammered in my chest, my breathing becoming erratic, I practically radiated fear. I could hear my pulse in my ears, and when I finally looked behind me, I saw Aria.

"Aria!" I exclaimed, my own volume causing me to wince. I crawled over to her as she shifted in her sleep. Behind her in the distance I saw another odd brown building, but dismissed it in favor of looking over my cousin. She mumbled in her sleep, and I shook her, attempting to wake her. She grumbled something again and rolled over. I poked her in the back repeatedly until he eyes slowly opened. She sat up and turned to look at me, carefully rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"Where are we?" she asked. I shrugged my shoulders and looked around. Noticing for the first time, not two, but three suns. This place was like nothing I had ever seen before, it was all so strange. The difficulty breathing, the desert landscape, and the three suns, it was all so eerie. This place was like none other on Earth.

I stood up and helped Aria to her feet. She looked dumbstruck, and she looked over the landscape in confusion. I looked between the two brown things, noticing the one behind Aria was closer.

I nudged Aria to gain her attention, and she turned to look at me. "Lets go see what that thing is and if there are any people around," I said, walking towards the closer brown thing. Aria followed behind me, practically breathing down my neck with her proximity.

We walked for what felt like ages, my legs burning and my chest heaving in exhaustion. The suns were unmerciful and dreadfully hot. As a Wisconsin girl, I couldn't handle the heat well. The sand shifted beneath us, and it felt like we were endlessly walking, but never getting closer to our goal. 'I wonder if this is what cattle feel like?' I asked myself.

Finally we made it to the brown thing. It was smoking in some places, and had torn metal in others. A chunk was missing and we walked into it, noticing the wires buzzing and sparking from the walls. They looked like they were ripped off, and burn marks could be seen all over the brown metal walls. The entire thing smelled like burned rubber and gas, and it made my head dizzy.

Our shoes echoed on the grate walkway as we explored the area. I ran my hand over the metal wall, leaning on its cool surface. To me, it looked like a piece of a spaceship, but human space travel was no where near this advanced. It actually looked like a piece of Serenity. But that was just a show, there was no way this was a piece of a crashed UFO, right?

I wandered over to Aria and looked over her shoulder. There were crates and boxes everywhere, clothes and other personal items scattered around on the floor. It looked like a cargo hold. This all made no sense, why would there be a cargo hold out in a desert?

I was mulling over different theories when Aria's quiet voice interrupted me. "Maybe an airplane crashed, and we got moved because of the wind," she offered.

"No," I shook my head. "This isn't like an airplane, but we should go to the other part to find out," I paused for a moment as a thought struck me, "Oh, and if we do meet people, we are stowaways okay?"

"Why?" she asked.

"You can never be too careful, and no one would believe us if we told them the truth. First we were hanging out at my house, and the next thing you know we are in a desert. Sounds crazy," I explained. Aria nodded her head in understanding, and we quickly navigated our way out of the cargo hold. I held my hand to my forehead, trying to create shade as we stepped out into the light, and began our walk to the other piece of our messed up puzzle.

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