Charlotte watched Madison walk on the yellow brick road. "If this a world of books, we must have fallen into the fairytales in that dusty old book!" she said excitedly. "Which means following the yellow brick road is our best chance to get out of here."
“Pfft, I’m pretty sure they were elves.” Madison said, a knowing look on her face. She followed the road, ahead of the others until they came to a field of poppies. “Ooh, I watched this part in the movie!”
Doel leaped up, awkwardly waddling towards them to catch up. "Hey!" She shouted, out of breath, carrying a pile of her favorite books. She could barely see, or even walk, with the books. Grunting with a determined effort, she trailed behind.
Kymara held her head where the basket had hit her with her hand, wincing in pain. Every movement hurt and she could barely see out of the eye on the side that the basket hit. She slowly stood up, still holding her head, and groaned loudly.