"Don't like that map?" The Ancient One asked when Stephen just stared at the picture without saying anything.
"Oh, no. It's... it's very good. It's just... you know, I've seen it before. In gift shops."
"And what about this one?" She turned the page.
"Acupuncture, great."
"Yeah? What about... that one?" She turned the page again.
"...You're showing me an MRI scan? I can't believe this." He growled.
"Each of those maps was drawn up by someone who could see in part, but not the whole."
"I spent my last dollar getting here on a one-way ticket, and you're talking to me about healing through belief?" He asked in disbelief.
"You're a man who's looking at the world through a keyhole, and you spent your whole life trying to widen that keyhole. To see more, know more. And now, on hearing that it can be widened in ways you can't imagine, you reject the possibility?"
"No, I reject it because I do not believe in fairy tales about chakras, or energy, or the power of belief. There is no such thing as spirit! We are made of matter, and nothing more. We're just another tiny, momentary speck within an indifferent universe."
"Wow. That's depressing." Peter sighed.
"You think too little of yourself."
"Oh, you think you see through me, do you? Well, you don't. But I see through you!" Strange yelled and tried poke her in the chest. She grabbed his hand and twisted it, and made a quick motion with her other hand. In a moment Stranges body was falling to the ground and being caught by Mordo, however, and exact copy of his body was floating back through the air. You could see through it, almost like a ghost. The copy of Stephen looked at his hands really quick before being pulled back into his body.
"Awesome!" Peter cheered.
"Woah. That... that's some freaky stuff right there." Sam said.
"Like Baba Yaga." Scott whispered with an amused expression on his face.
"Huh?" Tony asked Scott.
"Oh, uh, nothing." Scott grinned and shook his head. "Its a long story. There was just this super villain named Ghost, who's a good guy now, but she could teleport and turn invisible and phase and all this crazy stuff, and we were trying to fight her and my friend Kurt kept saying 'like Baba Yaga', like, a million times."
"Okay, that story is totally fake." Natasha said.
"No, its true." Scott insisted.
"Ooh! Tell us the story!" Peter cheered.
"It would take me at least two hours and five minutes to tell that story." Scott said, earning a few confused looks. "Four hours and three minutes if I start at the beginning."
"What did you just do to me?!" He gasped as he regained his balance.
"I pushed your astral form out of your physical form."
"What's in that tea? Psilocybin? LSD?"
"Just tea. With a little honey."
"What just happened?"
"For a moment you entered the astral dimension."
"What?"
"A place where the soul exists apart from the body."
"Why are you doing this to me?"
"To show you just how much you don't know. Open your eye." She said and touched his forehead.
Suddenly all of his surrounding her twisting into blurs of colors and he shot back, crashing through a window. He flew up into the air through clouds and into space, with Earth getting smaller in the background.
"No! No... No! Oh god! Oh god! Oh god! This isn't real it isn't real it isn't" He screamed as he was thrown around the planet. Suddenly he stopped and a lone butterfly flew past him. He reached out his hand to touch it but went plummeting over the Earth. As he flew the Earth got misshapen and turned into a flat, spinning ring before everything went black.
