LOGIN"What are you doing in there?" he asked.
Two more trips to the water and the pool was filled. The bottom disappeared, revealing a place of infinite depth.
"Get in," Jenny told her. "Escape the dream."
Beth didn't hesitate as the sky filled with the sound of storm clouds and Oliver's voice. Holding onto the side, she kicked her feet to stay above the water.
"Are you okay?" she asked the ghost.
When Jenny lifted her head, her skin looked like a lizard. She smiled, her face disintegrating into the water. The ground rumbled and rose up beneath her, the pool tilting dangerously, but Beth dropped into its depths, sinking into the murk while curled up in the fetal position. Looking up into the light of the sky, she could see the giant hand made of clouds trying to reach into the pool.
In the distance, Beth saw stars, stars that vanished and reappeared as if swirling in the void. All around her, dark forms circled hungrily, amorphous beings that tumbled over each other in their haste to reach her.
"Where am I?" Was this somewhere inside her head? Her whole body had gone numb. She was no longer in water, but clumsily tumbling through the darkness.
Nightmare images filled her mind when the forms drew close, and they whispered dark things in her ear in a language she couldn't understand. All around her, reality began to crack apart as they pounced, each one trying to pull her in a different direction.
She screamed, her mind suddenly fractured. She could see different versions of herself, each one being hungrily consumed by the void. With every shout, the universe roared and shook, the stars around her exploding. Filled with terror, her whole body trembled as she tried to fight off the darkness, her heart rate spiking. The universe cracked, showering her with light from every direction.
"Leave me alone!" she screamed, but this time it scratched her throat raw, her soul firmly seated again in her own body. They were outside now, walking on the path toward the reflecting pool. Yuki startled and spun around as Asterion panicked and smashed one of their icy escorts with his axe. It exploded with a burst of magic, blowing her away from Asterion. She tumbled across the ground and found herself sliding across the ice of the reflecting pool. Out of breath, she sobbed openly, unable to stand.
It was too much. If Oliver was trying to break her, he had succeeded. Already, her memory of that terrible void was fading, but not the fear that had lurked there. She had no idea what part of her mind contained such terrors, and she hoped to never see it again. Even the sight of her own shadow beneath her made her wonder if such dark things could see her in the waking world.
Asterion roared, and she tried to shout to him, but couldn't find her voice. Yuki was shouting something, and the sound of crunching snow filled the air, followed by the minotaur's axe crashing against metal. Flurries had formed all around her now, drifting across her body.
"Asterion, stop!" Her voice was quiet, and she fought to sit up. Her arms were weak, and she could hear Oliver's laughter in the back of her mind. "Yuki, please don't hurt him!"
She looked up in time to see Asterion swing his axe down on Yuki from above. Yuki nimbly dodged it while tossing aside a bent sword, spinning away from the minotaur and yanking her eyepatch off.
Oh no. Beth turned her head away and heard him bellow one last time before the world went quiet. The flurries caught in her hair, and she wondered if it would simply be easier to just will her heart to stop in this moment, to give up and give in.
"Asterion?" she called, weakly.
"He's fine. I'll let him out when I'm convinced he won't try to take my head off." Yuki sounded angry, but Beth didn't dare look. "As for you, what was that about? I thought you might be planning something, but I don't get what you were trying to do."
"Yuki, listen quickly while I still have control. There's a demon who is trying to possess me and he's been walking around in my body since shortly after we left the Labyrinth. I don't know what I said or anything since then, but you can't trust it. Especially the part about holding my hand! Don't get in the pool with me!"
Several seconds passed, and then Yuki broke the silence. "Yeah, I'm starting to think you're more trouble than you're worth. Humans cling to their lies as if their lives depend on them, which, in your case, is accurate."
"It's true, I swear! Get the ball out or something, I need you to believe me."
"What the hell is that?" Yuki asked.
"Are you trying to make me look up so you can turn me to stone? That's the oldest trick in the book and we don't have time for that." Beth shook her head, but then heard it too. Beneath her, the steady tapping of a finger on the ice. She opened her eyes to see Oliver grinning at her from beneath the pool, just behind her own reflection.
"Jesus fucking Christ," she whispered.
Satisfied that he had her attention, he started dragging one of his nails along the ice, his finger forming a large arc around her reflection.
Oh god. Beth watched the ice crack near her fingers, realizing that Oliver was trying to get her to fall through. The large grin on his face said it all, and she swallowed the lump in her throat.
"That would be the demon who works for the Society, the one who can possess me. The one who will eventually gain control of my body if I don't give him what he wants," Beth explained.
"What does he want?"
"Me. For all eternity."
"I could just turn you to stone, too. To protect you from him, I mean, until we figure something out." There was now concern in Yuki's voice.
Meaning that somewhere, Amir was still alive. Or his soul was, at least."Well, they shouldn't be hassling you now..." her words trailed off when a dark figure appeared near the entry, walking cautiously between the lions, hands held up in peace."I got this." Mike walked around her, the activity in the yard coming to a halt. Mike set his coffee on the end of the railing and moved with confidence, feeling the magic awaken inside of him just a little. The lions turned their heads to watch the newcomer, just waiting to sense hostile magic and spring into action.The hooded figure stopped, gazing across the yard with apprehension. It took Mike much longer to reach her than it would have a week ago, and when he drew near, the figure drew back its hood."Elizabeth, right?" Mike's tone was cold, his voice carrying extra strength."Mr. Radley." She looked across the yard, her eyes wide as she saw the centaurs lift up spears and bows that they had set nearby."Can I help you?" he asked, letti
Beth stepped through the front door in just a long shirt and flip-flops. She placed her hands on the recently repaired railing and took a deep sniff through her nose."The new garden smells so nice," she said, gesturing at the wall of vegetation that now separated them from the sundial. "Has Zel identified all the flowers yet?""Nope." The garden in the front of the house was new. On the day Zel had slowly ushered the exiled centaurs into the greenhouse, the front yard had expanded like a balloon with a hedge maze that sprouted overnight, the sundial sitting at its center. His front yard was now larger than an acre.The backyard was now several acres of garden starting at the fountain and ending at the wrought-iron gate at the back. He had looked up a satellite image of the place and saw that the picture from almost seven years ago somehow agreed, a perfect example of the Mandela Effect in action. The inside of the house was still the same, to the best of his knowledge, and Tink bemoa
Mike laughed. "Self manipulation is the hardest then?""For mortals? Yes." She flickered beneath him, quickly transforming into Naia, then Beth, and eventually several different women before becoming herself once more. The entire time, her hand-mouth kept sucking him, his orgasm slowly building. "I am not bound by such restrictions.""I far prefer you as yourself, to be honest." He pushed a lock of black and red hair away from her forehead."I don't even know who I really am." She stopped stroking him, her eyes suddenly far away. "Or rather, who I want to be.""It's something we can both work on." He kissed her, and she melted against him, her hand now stroking him with a sense of urgency. He pushed his fingers into her, willing them to become thicker and harder. She gasped, her face turning bright red and a fiery halo forming above her horns."Fuck... fuck... FUCK!" Her eyes burst into flame and the sand around them caught on fire. The succubus arched her back, toppling Mike off of t
She pulled her mouth away. "Maybe you're feeling a little nostalgic, too. It feels like we're on a third date or something.""Do you have to workout to stay this fit, or do you just get to be this sexy all the time?" He traced a finger along her ribs, and she laughed."I'm always this sexy." She pushed him on his back and tried to mount him, but he pulled her down and rolled her onto her back."Not so fast, hellspawn." He leaned in to kiss her, pinning her hands together above her head. She bit his lip playfully, and let out a laugh when he bit her back."I never took you for a biter, Romeo.""You should meet my wife sometime."Lily frowned. "Who? Oh, right. The goblin." She smirked at him and turned her head to the side, exposing her neck. "Bite away, I suppose."He obliged, nibbling at the sensitive flesh of her neck, then licked the skin along her jawline. She made happy sounds beneath him, arching her back to give him better access to her collarbone. He kissed his way down her che
"Asshole." She pushed him, and he fell back into a chair that he hadn't seen. The thick straps pushed against his back, and he saw that they were sitting at the edge of the ocean, an endless expanse facing them."Where's the house?" Mike asked."Behind you." She answered.He turned around to see it behind them on a cliff, the sun reflecting off its windows. "Interesting.""Yeah, well, I'm not a super big fan of it. I'm quite the sore loser." She waved her hand and another beach chair appeared. She settled into it and a servant appeared, a man with a blank face. He handed them a pair of drinks and then vanished."Was that...?""One of my captured souls? Yep.""I'm not certain I approve.""Nobody cares if you approve." Lily sipped at her drink. "Even if I wanted to, I couldn't let them go. They're a part of me now, a stain on my essence that can never be scrubbed free. But, if it makes you feel any better, my tastes have changed.""How so?""Some people deserve it." Her face darkened in
Lost in his thoughts, he found himself staring at a crack in the plaster above. Perhaps he had seen it every night, but he couldn't help but wonder if it had always been there. The house was always changing, manipulating their memories and its blueprints, working its way towards some eventual... something. The house and its occupants were part of a game, apparently, but to what end? It had already gone through some changes this week alone, changes that boggled his mind.Yawning, he wondered what it would be like if he could see them all, the people of the house, laid out like game pieces. He thought about the strange garden from his vision, then blushed at the memory of masturbating as the house. Fighting the urge to fall asleep, he tried to slip into that space once again, to see if he could gain any more information.The effort this time was minimal, and his consciousness rapidly shifted perspectives, the room around him bending like metal and then melting into the ground. He stood







