Through a Mirror Darkly Ch.8The urge to flee dove from Caleb’s stomach, furiously pushing on his legs to get them moving. Run! Get out of here! He sees you! Caleb’s mind shouted at him, but somehow it had drifted off into the background, dwarfed by the warm spot on his leg where Kay was touching him, telling him to be calm without a word. Bane sniffed again, tilting his head like a bloodhound who knows his prey is nearby, hiding in the bushes. But which bush to look in?Through a Mirror Darkly Ch.8
Caleb felt more than heard its growl as it stared through them and Caleb realized that Kay was doing it, somehow; she was hid
Through a Mirror Darkly Ch. 7Caleb looked at her skeptically.Through a Mirror Darkly Ch. 7
She stared at him intently for a moment before looking down at her coffee cup. “That may have been a bit melodramatic. I haven’t done this in a long time.”
“This?”
“Show someone the truth; the way things really are.” She took a sip of her coffee, “Look, if you want to forget everything you saw tonight, I don’t blame you. You could probably leave town and never return; try to convince yourself this was all some big hallucination or joke and hope it doesn't stick with you like bad mexic
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Shadow.
For a moment, for eternity, all was shadow. Not an empty, lightless vision or the dark corners where light can’t quite reach, but a thing; a force. Something with substance and form. Something of emptiness and void. He searched. He couldn’t quite call it looking because he could see nothing and wasn’t even sure he was turning his head; or if he even possessed a head. Was this death?
Subtly, the shadow changed. At first he barely noticed, but it soon became beyo
Through a Mirror Darkly Ch. 5Caleb stared dumbfounded as the man from his hallucination bolted from the alleyway, wearing all black and carrying a duffel bag. He turned right towards Caleb, running straight at him, worry and childlike mischief taking turns at playing on his face. Caleb’s shoulders slumped. I am crazy. Now my hallucinations are taking over reality. He wondered how long it would be until he started yelling at imaginary students in class. Staring the stranger down, he brought up a hand to wave slightly. I may as well make friends with him. Who wants the first voiceThrough a Mirror Darkly Ch. 5
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-Jack McCoy
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