Alanna Smith

Her body rocked slowly back and forth, like waved under a ship. A warm, Mediterranean breeze danced across her face, her hair blew across her face, tapping it gently. Wake up, it said. She ignored it. This must be heaven, she rejoiced, laughter ringing inside her head. "Miss Granger, it is time to open your eyes." She'd never disobeyed that voice. She opened her eyes.