MasukTeresa A month had gone by, and all Milinda left me with was still that twitch of her fingers, and nothing else. I was standing in her room, watching her as I’ve always done in the last thirty days, hoping that she’d twitch again as usual, but nothing.“Mother,” I called, hoping she could hear me. “Please come back to me. I’d accept you the way you are.”She didn’t move. She didn’t twitch. Her eyes remain shut.The only proof of life was her inconsistent pulse, which the healer confirmed was normal. A small swish of the door snapped me back to reality. I turned to see Keller walk in with his brothers and a strange old woman.“Teresa?” Keller called.“You’re here,” said Lynch. “Thank goddess.” I blinked from one person to the other, waiting for one of them to tell me what was going on.“Uh, this is Gretta,” Keller gestured to the woman. “Gretta, this is Teresa, our mate, and over there is her mother. We were hoping you’d be able to revive her.”The woman looked at me as if she were
Teresa Days passed after that, and my mother didn’t respond. Occasionally, I would go to her room to check on her, to see if she’ll move again like she did the other day, but nothing happened. I’d spend hours waiting for her to wake up, but she won’t react. Sometimes, I ended up leaving her room whenever I got tired. Sometimes, the brothers would be the ones who would lead me out. I wanted to live with my mother again, even if it was just for one minute. I wanted to talk to my mother, the real Milinda, without anything possessing her, but as the days progressed, it looked like I may never experience that.This was two weeks after I’d recovered. I was in Milinda’s room, sitting beside her bed, her hand in mine. She was still as she’d always been, eyes closed. Face pale. It was almost as if she had died.“Mother,” I called. “I don’t know if you can hear me, but I need you to come back to me, even if it’s just for twelve hours. I know we may not have had the best relationship… but
Teresa “…at long last. Yesterday still feels like a dream,” Lynch’s voice drifted through my consciousness. I felt a blanket covering me, and the bed I was lying on felt way too comfortable. I was not in the grey room. Then, where was I?I opened my eyes, and the sunrays through the window attacked my gaze briefly. Every part of me felt weak. I couldn’t even lift a finger. What happened to me? Was this a dream?“She’s awake,” Bennett called. In an instant, three sets of faces blurred over me before coming into focus. Keller, Bennett, Lynch. They were all here. Together. Looking normal.Joy flooded my body with strength, and I struggled to sit up. “You’re all here?”Keller didn’t respond. He gave a simple nod.Bennett smiled. Lynch responded.“Yeah, and you’re safe.” He added when he noticed how I glanced around. “It’s all over,” Keller said.“It is?” I asked, as the memory of the other day washed over me. The fight, the brief appearance of Lynch, the failed attempt to convince
Keller “This should teach you that I was always the boss,” Elyria continued in Teresa’s body, the burning sword still pointed at Diana’s neck. “I’m only pitying the host’s body,” Elyria continued. “The unfortunate host you were able to possess because of her greed. It was not her fault, though, so I will not destroy her body. However, I’ll render your soul useless so that not even limbo can hold you. You won’t be able to make it to the other dimension, but will remain a wanderer, unable to host anybody or find rest for your soul.”“Please… no…” Diana managed to gag out, spluttering blood over her mouth, dripping down. “The time for salvation has gone,” Elyria said. “Looking into the history of my host, I see how she convinced you to change, but what she didn’t know was that you were born to do evil continually.”“No… I can… change…”“Don’t you think it’s quite past time for all of that, hmm?”Before Diana could say anything else, Teresa plunged the sword through Milinda’s chest.
Keller I dug out of the rubble and books with the little strength left in me and glanced around. The room was in utter mess. Lynch was nowhere to be found. At one corner of the room was a large black beast, struggling fruitlessly in a glowing, yellow light strip.Teresa was on the floor a few inches away from her in a heap, and I could barely move a finger. Diana—or who the hell was in Milinda’s body shook her head, then lifted her hand, and started chanting.A heavy wind from nowhere came into the room, rippling everything and throwing every light object into chaos. I blinked, wondering what was happening. Was Diana finally having her way?It finally dawned on me that killing Oris was the least part of the problem. The real problem was standing in the center of the room.Diana stuttered with whatever she was chanting, glancing around her, then shaking her head.“This can’t be possible,” she glanced this way and that way. The wind in the room continued, growing more boisterous. I
Teresa I was on the floor, watching my life flash before my eyes. For a moment, I thought I was not going to make it. I shouldn’t have come here alone. I should have come here with the three boys. Probably, Lynch might know something that we could use against Diana.But I thought I could empathize with her human side. But unfortunately, I guess that was amongst the things she lost in her drive for revenge. My hand against the wound weakened, and my body grew weaker.Like a broken jar, I watched as strength drained from me.Diana paced the room—in Milinda’s body, like she owned the place. “It would be amazing to add you to my pile of batteries,” she huffed. “But you’re quite knowledgeable than your mother gives you credit for, so the best I could do for you is to let you die, a slow, painful death.”She got to the end of the room, looking at Brock’s corpse. “At least, aside from the numerous stupid people I’ve met, of whom Brock is chief, you’re the most sensible person I’ve met.”
KellerGetting back from Getta was more tiring than going there. I sank into my bed, feeling like a log of wood, not daring to imagine how Bennett could be feeling right now. He was the one determined to follow me, even when I told him not to.Right now, I should focus on getting to sleep as fast
TeresaTanya had walked away from my side to the other end of the dungeon, where a small opening allowed the light of day into the room. The yellow light from the opening fell on one side of her dark face, giving her a powerful outlook.“But tell me, Teresa,” Tanya's voice echoed through the dunge
TeresaI opened my eyes to a mildly dark room and felt a small headache. My body was too weak to move, and the air around me was cold and stale, and a part of my skin pressed against cold earth. I pushed myself up to a sitting position, and the jingle of chains followed. I felt the cold metal ar
TeresaThis room made my skin crawl. The grey colour of the pain made my skin crawl. It felt like the color had been drained out of life.The window in the room was too high. I tried jumping through it once. I failed.The only scent in







