I walk for what seems like days in the blinding whiteness until the wall cracks. Blood seeps through the cracks towards the floor. It beckons to my spirit. I stoop and dip a finger in. The blood from the floor follows it. A man forms, his paper white hand in mine. I jump back.
"Hello, Mary," he says coyly. "My name is Marc Dumont. Let's play a game."
"What sort of game?" I manage to squeeze out some words.
"Nothing too hard. A mind-reading game. I say something and you guess what comes next."
"Okay."
"First, let's warm up. If I were to say A, B, C, D, what would you say comes next?"
"E, F, G, H?"
"Good. Now let's do it without speaking. Are you ready?"
"Yes."
"One, three, five, seven," he says without moving his mouth, and somehow I can still hear him.
"Nine, eleven, thirteen, fifteen."
"Good," he does it again. "Let's try something else. Where are you now?"
"Inside a black box."
"Why are you here?"
"To get back what they stole from me," I say in my mind. "Why are you here?"
"To meet you."
"How'd you even know I'd be here?"
"We're both trying to find a thief."
"Really? What on earth did they steal from you?"
"This black box, of course," he says as if I should know. "And much more."
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NINE TIME MACHINES: Do you want to undo your entire life on planet earth?
FantasyThere is a war coming! In it, Lilith and the impostor God must battle for all human minds on earth. But one girl can stand in the gap for all humanity. However, to prove worthy for this feat, Mary must begin shadow work to take the mark upon herself...
