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though. The facts didn’t really fit. I knew I hadn’t shifted. I’d experienced some sort of vacuum effect.
And I’d seen a real Lizard Person, just as I had in the Hall of Mirrors when the Man in the Top Hat had forced them to leave Earth so long ago.
I swallowed.
I didn’t like admitting that because it just might mean that I was in the Second Dimension after all. And that meant I didn’t have a clue how to get home. Or if it was even possible.
I got up to examine the walls again, placing my ear against the smooth surface at random intervals. I held my breath and listened, but the there was only silence. Fighting a rising panic, I began to pace nervously and shoved my hands into my sweatshirt.
My fingers collided with the mini Lysol can and slid over the metal hand mirror. It calmed me immediately.
Perhaps I could contact Rafael and he could help me escape.
Apprehensive, I glanced around for any signs of lizards or other creatures as I returned to once again sit down cross-legged on the floor. Hunching over, I slipped the hand mirror out of my pocket and peeked into it. I was careful to hide it. I didn’t want any lizards rushing in to yank my only source of communication away.
For a moment, I studied my reflection. I still looked pretty haggard but the dark circles under my eyes had disappeared. Apparently, I’d slept a while. I wondered how long.
A scraping sound made me jump. And it underlined the fact that I was most likely being observed. I didn’t have much time. Hurriedly, I focused on the mirror, trying to zone out like I’d done before. The closest thing I can describe it to is the kind of state you have to achieve in order to see those Magic Eye pictures, somehow focusing and un-focusing at the same time. I stared into the mirror, letting my heart fill with my feelings for Rafael and hoping that somehow he’d get the message.
I wasn’t prepared for what happened next.
I really don’t know if anything appeared in the mirror or not. I was too busy gaping at the swirling images forming around me. A golden feather, floating up from the floor. A shimmering cloud of pixie dust twinkling like Fourth of July sparklers.
And a door.
I didn’t hesitate.
I knew who was behind it.
Jumping to my feet, I dashed forward, grabbing the door knob to wrench it open and as the white room plunged into darkness behind me, I fell through the doorway, straight into the Fae Command Center.
And straight into Rafael’s arms where he stood in the center of the room, surrounded by various glowing crystals. An expression of pure shock suffused his handsome face, and then shedding his controlled persona, he lifted me off my feet and wrapping me in his arms, whirled me around a few times before crushing me close to his chest.
“Where have you been, Sydney?” he choked, his voice cracking with emotion.
He was hugging me so hard it was kind of hard to talk. Smiling, I placed my hands on his broad chest and pushed back a little—just enough to breathe easier—and then promptly buried my nose into his chest. He smelled nice.
For a few long, blissful moments, I closed my eyes and simply enjoyed being there, listening to the steady beating of his heart beneath my ear. He didn’t seem inclined to talk, either. He waited, until with the greatest reluctance, I finally asked, “How long have I been gone?”
“Almost two days,” he murmured, his lips brushing the tip of my ear.
I blinked and straightened. “Two days? ” I repeated as my jaw dropped open.
It dropped even further when my astonished gaze really focused on him. He wasn’t wearing any eyeliner. I’d never seen him without any makeup. Stubble dotted his firm jawline. His shirt was wrinkled.
The pain in his gray eyes ran deep as he said, “We couldn’t find you anywhere on Avalon or Earth. Not one sign. Not even a single ray of light. What happened? We thought you were … dead.”
Dead? “Al—” I began.
“I had Brock cover for you,” he
And I’d seen a real Lizard Person, just as I had in the Hall of Mirrors when the Man in the Top Hat had forced them to leave Earth so long ago.
I swallowed.
I didn’t like admitting that because it just might mean that I was in the Second Dimension after all. And that meant I didn’t have a clue how to get home. Or if it was even possible.
I got up to examine the walls again, placing my ear against the smooth surface at random intervals. I held my breath and listened, but the there was only silence. Fighting a rising panic, I began to pace nervously and shoved my hands into my sweatshirt.
My fingers collided with the mini Lysol can and slid over the metal hand mirror. It calmed me immediately.
Perhaps I could contact Rafael and he could help me escape.
Apprehensive, I glanced around for any signs of lizards or other creatures as I returned to once again sit down cross-legged on the floor. Hunching over, I slipped the hand mirror out of my pocket and peeked into it. I was careful to hide it. I didn’t want any lizards rushing in to yank my only source of communication away.
For a moment, I studied my reflection. I still looked pretty haggard but the dark circles under my eyes had disappeared. Apparently, I’d slept a while. I wondered how long.
A scraping sound made me jump. And it underlined the fact that I was most likely being observed. I didn’t have much time. Hurriedly, I focused on the mirror, trying to zone out like I’d done before. The closest thing I can describe it to is the kind of state you have to achieve in order to see those Magic Eye pictures, somehow focusing and un-focusing at the same time. I stared into the mirror, letting my heart fill with my feelings for Rafael and hoping that somehow he’d get the message.
I wasn’t prepared for what happened next.
I really don’t know if anything appeared in the mirror or not. I was too busy gaping at the swirling images forming around me. A golden feather, floating up from the floor. A shimmering cloud of pixie dust twinkling like Fourth of July sparklers.
And a door.
I didn’t hesitate.
I knew who was behind it.
Jumping to my feet, I dashed forward, grabbing the door knob to wrench it open and as the white room plunged into darkness behind me, I fell through the doorway, straight into the Fae Command Center.
And straight into Rafael’s arms where he stood in the center of the room, surrounded by various glowing crystals. An expression of pure shock suffused his handsome face, and then shedding his controlled persona, he lifted me off my feet and wrapping me in his arms, whirled me around a few times before crushing me close to his chest.
“Where have you been, Sydney?” he choked, his voice cracking with emotion.
He was hugging me so hard it was kind of hard to talk. Smiling, I placed my hands on his broad chest and pushed back a little—just enough to breathe easier—and then promptly buried my nose into his chest. He smelled nice.
For a few long, blissful moments, I closed my eyes and simply enjoyed being there, listening to the steady beating of his heart beneath my ear. He didn’t seem inclined to talk, either. He waited, until with the greatest reluctance, I finally asked, “How long have I been gone?”
“Almost two days,” he murmured, his lips brushing the tip of my ear.
I blinked and straightened. “Two days? ” I repeated as my jaw dropped open.
It dropped even further when my astonished gaze really focused on him. He wasn’t wearing any eyeliner. I’d never seen him without any makeup. Stubble dotted his firm jawline. His shirt was wrinkled.
The pain in his gray eyes ran deep as he said, “We couldn’t find you anywhere on Avalon or Earth. Not one sign. Not even a single ray of light. What happened? We thought you were … dead.”
Dead? “Al—” I began.
“I had Brock cover for you,” he
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