CYRON (Completed)

Chapter 16 -W.

      Zoe was meditating with her eyes closed, sitting in the middle of her hotel bed in Puerto Montt, Chile.

'Come on... Come on...' Zoe thought, doing her best to stay in her meditative spot while at the same time, reaching out with everything she had.

She was trying to trace the energy from the Incan Crown portal to whoever might've opened it.

It was obvious that the portal, after just being there for generations doing nothing and showing no sign of activating any time soon, just suddenly working when Mayu showed up was no mere coincidence. I mean, she had tried to get through, but it hadn't worked until Mayu showed up looking for her.

Who opened the portal? Why? And most importantly, how?

She started remembering the events that unfolded back at the island a few days ago. Gabriel, Mayu's grandpa, had suddenly shown up fully clothed, catching her at the statue, and wondering what she was up to.

At first she had tried to lie by saying she was out for a nice midnight walk, but that obviously didn't work out well... So she ended up telling him the truth.

Mayu fell through the portal to Cyron. 

Damn he was angry! And rightly so, too...

Zoe sighed and opened her eyes, falling back onto the bed and staring at the ceiling. This wasn't working... She wasn't concentrating enough and her mind was thinking about too many things at once. How was she ever going to find out who opened the portal? She had already been at the hotel for 2 days! She arrived early the day before, and was meditating almost the entire day just to attempt to find this person. She had done pretty much the same thing all day today too, but she was pretty exhausted by now. Meditation magic tracing, or any magic for that matter, had never been her strong suit. She barley had any magic at all!

She sighed again, closing her eyes. She would get some sleep and try again in the morning.

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      When Zoe woke up she had this kind of... Fuzzy feeling. Like she was supposed to remember something...

"Ugh! It's gotta be one of those dreams again..." She said out loud. She got out of bed and got dressed. She wore a cute short sleeved white shirt and flexible skin tight jeans. "Hmh. What now? Breakfast, I guess." Zoe mumbled to herself while putting her sandals on. Sandals with straps. What were they called, again? Oh, right. Chacos.

Once she was ready she grabbed the doorknob and yawned, turning it.
'Man, that dream sure made me sleepy... I wish I could remember it.' She thought to herself.

'Stop trying to chase silly dreams and do as you're told!' Is what her father would say had he known that she had "another one of those dreams."

"Ugh... Get out of my head!" Zoe shouted down the hall, the palms of her hands on her temples.

A few heads popped out of the rooms to stare at her. Embarrassed, she kept walking briskly and didn't say anything. When she got to the lobby, she made a right turn to the breakfast place. Sighing, she grabbed a bowl, filled it with yogurt and granola, and mixed it together.

"What are you doing, eating that? You know that un-organic and GMO food block your intuitive abilities!" Is what her father would say, had he seen her eating that.