Nightmare and Phantasm (Part 1 of The C.S.F.A Chronicles) *Unfinished*

Part VII

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Part 7

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"Where are you taking me?" Phantasy asked, uncertain of her destination, rather more sorely focus at the briefcase that Naxzarov is carrying as he leads the way through the debris in the damaged state of Amethyst City. He didn't say anything, only to hear the citizens pleading for help and the rescuers trying to pull out the fire and the smoke that's being brought out. Phantasy looks up at the sky; seeing the barrier that he activated to keep himself and her from inhaling the smoke. Phantasy shrugs with boredom, but only to end up feeling disturbance down her back as if something is watching her. When she turned around, that presence had disappeared. Naxzarov suddenly stopped moving and looks back, "Anything wrong?"

"N-No. . ." Phantasy responded, nervous.

"I think behind that building would make a good spot." He said. When they reached there, he set down the briefcase and unlocks it; making a ticking noise when it does. Phantasy, attracted to it, looks closer at it and asked, "What are you doing with that?"

"When I open this, would you get scared from what's going to be revealed inside?"

"You said the same kind of words that Dumbo of a Goat asked" Phantasy pouted, "I'm not scared of all. What am I? A scaredy-cat?"

"Ha-ha."

"What are you laughing at?" Phantasy glares.

"What you've said, you mean Edmond right?"

"His new name is Dumbo the Goat now." Phantasy said.

Naxzarov made an odd look until he shrugs it off and opens the case. To Phantasy's surprise, the only thing she sees is a black void.

"What is that? It looks like the kind of hole that Miya pushed me and Devin into a while back."

"What?"

"Nothing much."

"Anyways, what you are seeing here right now is not the typical kind of briefcase that you may had seen before. This briefcase right here is a rare magical type created by one of the Great Sorcerers, Ayacelis,"

"Ayacelis? Who's she?"

"Get in." He said, before he flew in. Phantasy, whom only reacted to him flying in with a blank look, snaps and looks at the black void. Feeling the disturbing presence again, she hesitated but regardless of that attitude, she jumped in.

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