Staring out into the clouded night sky, Hazel stepped into her own world. A world that belonged to her and her alone - a world where no one could penetrate. Its her place of refuge, her 'safety zone', her secret hideaway. All was as usual... till something happened.

A face emerged. It was supposed to be a place where only she and she alone existed, why? what? who? There was no answers; the questions merely lingered in the air. At once, Hazel was thrust into a world full of unknown; confusion took over. In the one serene place where she once found peace, it was only filled with fear from the unknown.

When she finally withdrew from her world, the sky had cleared and the moon casted soft moon beams onto Hazel. Hazel wrapped her arms around her legs and sat there, not knowing how to make sense of what had just happened. What actually happened anyway, she did not know. Slowly, she drifted off into a light sleep, where the face made its second appearance.