Two weeks later...
Bill was mad.
Not mad, furious.
He had been outwitted. By mortals.
Trapped in his mindscape, held prisoner by stone, he felt the tugging of a summoning.
Didn't Gideon learn his lesson? How long had it been, six years or so? The boy was still as stupid as always. (He ignored the part of him that whispered This summoning is different.)
Time to teach them a lesson.
Instead of his usual fiery, dramatic entrance, he decided to throw the nearest thing at the summoner for taking so long.
Said thing was a cup of tea.
To teach them a lesson.
He blinked in surprise at the "Wah!"
It didn't sound like Gideon. A black haired, currently tea soaked, human glared up at him instead. She was around the same age as Pine Tree and Shooting Star during that long ago summer.
Clenching a red journal, the human was dressed in one of Sixer's jackets, tailored to her size. A backpack sat next to her. He could see more candles and a pack of matches in it. The bag had turned monochrome like the rest of this place, fallen into a dream.
Okay, he could work with this.
"Certainly took you long enough. Name's Bill-"
"I know who you are."
Her voice was tired. Bill squinted at the tea hitting the forest floor. Was orange peko tea suppose to be that orange?
Then he realized that it wasn't tea.
One of the girl's blue eyes was gouged out, leaving a bloody socket. Blood dripped down her cheek.
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