Reality checkpoint

Hannah spun around to see a tall red haired woman wearing leather breaches and a tight white blouse with a large sword on her belt.

Hannah didn't know if she should run or talk and if she was going to talk what would she even say?

"Come on now. speak up. What the hell do you think you are doing?"

Hannah pointed at the horse and said, "Ummm..."

The woman raised her eyebrows and crossed her arms. "Oh you've come to play with the ponies? Really? Pathetic. And then what? Go for a little ride? Pat the little pony?"

"Who are you?" asked Hannah.

"Who am I? Well there's the first problem. Astra. Remember me? No? No, You don't know who I am and really you should. But the bigger problem is that you don't know who you are."

"I'm... I'm Hannah."

"Hannah? What a lovely name," said Astra sweetly. "You a nice little girly, come to play girly games with the ponies."

Hannah nodded.

Astra frowned and barked, "What's the fucking point in that? Where is this all going? Why can't you see how pathetic and pointless you are. I should throw you across my knee and spank you until you see sense. But this isn't how it is meant to be. You had a purpose. You had a quest. You knew where you were going. And you had a name. Not some silly little girl's name. But a proper name. A name you could depend on. Feared by the wicked, loved by the just. A real man's name. Your name..."

Hannah looked up at the woman, eyes wide and wet.

"Your name," declared Astra, "was FRED!"

1. Hannah remembers everything
2. Hannah tries to make a run for it and Astra has to give her a good spanking

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