JESS"
The young King of Terabithia gasped, his eyes snapping open at the sound of the familiar voice. Jess found himself standing in a forest. The forest. The same forest where the kingdom of Terabithia had been created. Except, Jess was standing by the river, by the bridge, on the side that separated him from reaching Terabithia. Down by the edge of the river, Jess spotted Leslie and old wounds immediately opened again, reawakening his slumbering grief.