“They’re haunting me!” I scream it as they remove me from the meeting room, my feet dragging on the dirty tiles. “They’ll never leave me alone now! They’re here to make me crazy!” Ashur and Gideon have a tight grip on my upper arms and I can feel the bruises forming.
“Junco!” Gid yells down at me. “They’re not real! Listen, Junco. This is just a side effect of the Archer morph, OK?”
I look behind us to see if they’re following, but they’re not. Ashur whooshes open a door with a wave of his hand and they drag me into a bedroom and push me down on the bed.
“Junco,” Ash starts, his voice calm and deep. “Look at me, Snowbird.”
I look up into his eyes. They are glowing so bright they are almost fluorescent.
“You’re hallucinating. Understand? This is a consequence of the unsanctioned Archer morph Inanna put you through. You’re hallucinating.”
I consider it for a moment, I really do. Try and see it from both perspectives like Lucan taught me. But that was not a hallucination. “No, Ashur, I saw them. They were each standing behind us Seven. Like they picked us or something.”
Sera pops onto my vision screen as a video feed. You’re going to ruin everything. Just calm down, Junco.
Your doing? This is your doing? You bring these ghosts to me and then you tell me to calm down?
“Junco”—it’s Gid now—”here, take this.” He shoves some water at me and I take the glass. “Drink it, Junco.” I do without even thinking and then hand him the glass back.
What are you doing, Sera? Why are you doing this?
Junco, this is part of the plan. Tier’s plan involves raising the Djed Pillars, and that part is my plan as well. But the Seven of you need proxies. Those ghosts are your sacrifices, remember?
Sacrifices? “Oh, God!” My head falls into my hands as this new horror hits me.