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CHAPTER 10 — The Heart of the Mirror
Falling felt endless. Ayla braced for impact, but instead of crashing, she floated. The dark swallowed her, weightless, soundless, until she touched solid ground. It was grass.Warm wind brushed her face, carrying the scent of rain and sunlight. When she opened her eyes, the world had changed again.They stood in a meadow under a silver sky. Rolling hills shimmered like watercolor, and the air hummed softly, as if the world itself was breathing.Spike landed beside her, knees hitting the ground. He looked around, dazed. “Where… is this?”Ayla helped him up. “You tell me. It’s your mind.”He turned slowly in place. “No. This, this isn’t a memory. It’s too… quiet.”“Maybe it’s where your memories go to rest,” she said.“Or to hide.”They started walking. Each step left faint ripples in the grass, as though they were walking across a thin layer of water. In the distance stood a single tree, tall, ancient, glowing faintly from within.Ayla pointed. “That’s where it wants us to go.”“Or wh
CHAPTER 9 — City of Echoes
Ayla hit pavement. Not glass, not light, pavement. Cold rain splattered against her face as she gasped and rolled onto her back. A streetlight flickered overhead, humming softly. “Spike!” she shouted.He lay a few feet away, motionless. A horn blared somewhere in the distance, but when she looked up, the road was empty. The entire city stretched before them, familiar yet wrong.Buildings leaned at impossible angles. Cars hovered an inch above the ground, wheels spinning silently.Storefronts glowed with lights that spelled words she couldn’t read, letters rearranging themselves whenever she blinked. She crawled to Spike, shaking his shoulder. “Hey. Wake up.”He groaned, opening his eyes. “Where are we?”“I don’t know,” she said, helping him sit. “Looks like… your world. But not.”He looked around. “That’s my street. That’s my apartment building.” He pointed at a tall structure half-covered in vines of light. “Except… that place burned down years ago.”Ayla rose slowly. “Then we’re dee
CHAPTER 8 — Through the Shattered Mind
Ayla hit the ground hard. The impact sent a shock through her arm, but she forced herself up before the dust settled.The world around her was breaking apart. Fragments of glass sky fell like rain, shattering silently before they touched the ground.Rivers of light cut through the darkness, flowing upward instead of down. Spike was gone, swallowed by the voice that had taken his shape.“Spike!” she shouted. Her voice was lost in the storm of whispers. “Spike, answer me!”Only echoes answered, warped and hollow. “He’s gone…”“He chose us…”“You can’t save him…”Ayla gritted her teeth. “Watch me.”She pushed forward through the fractured terrain, her boots clanging against shifting shards of mirrored stone. Every reflection she passed flickered with Spike’s face, smiling, crying, screaming. She ignored them all.“Not real,” she muttered. “Not him.”The world pulsed again. A fissure tore open ahead of her, revealing a chasm filled with white fire. From within, shapes moved, shadow creatu
CHAPTER 7 — The Hollow Voice
“Spike…” Ayla’s voice trembled, barely more than a breath.The world had frozen mid-collapse. The black sky hung above them, cracked like a mirror suspended over eternity. The light that poured from the fissures was no longer gold, it was pale, cold, and listening.Spike pushed himself up from the fractured ground. “Where’s the… thing? The one that spoke?”“I don’t know,” she said. Her sword glimmered faintly, though its reflection bent wrong in the light. “I don’t think it has a shape.”“Everything has a shape,” Spike muttered. “Even fear.”Then came the whisper.“Fear is shape, Vessel. Fear is the frame that holds your mind together.”They both spun. No one there. Only their own reflections scattered across the shards of the broken world, hundreds of Spikes and Aylas staring back, slightly out of sync.Ayla stepped closer to him. “It’s inside you.”“I know,” he said. “But I don’t think it wants to leave.”“Leave?” the whisper slid through the air, slow and wet. “You opened the door.
CHAPTER 6 — The Mindscape
Spike woke to sunlight, real sunlight, warm and golden. Birds sang somewhere overhead. For a blissful moment he thought the nightmare was over. Then he saw the sky.It wasn’t blue. It was fractured, like glass reflecting hundreds of different scenes at once: the wrecked ambulance, a hospital corridor, the forest, the endless void.Each shard moved slightly, showing pieces of his past looping over and over. He sat up fast. “No. No, no, no.”Ayla stirred beside him, blinking in the light. “Where… are we?”“I don’t know,” he said, standing shakily. The ground beneath him shimmered like water but felt solid. “But I think it’s mine.”Ayla frowned. “Your world?”“My head,” he said quietly. “We’re inside my head.”She looked around. The landscape stretched endlessly, hills made of metallic glass, trees shaped from memories. One of them bore photographs instead of leaves, swaying in an invisible wind.Ayla plucked one. The image showed Spike as a child, bandaged knee, holding a tiny lizard in
CHAPTER 5 — The World Between Realms
The light swallowed everything, sound, form, thought. When it finally faded, Spike fell hard onto wet stone.He gasped, rolling to his side. The air was sharp, metallic. He blinked against the haze, realizing the rain was gone, but faint blue motes floated around him, like ash glowing from a dead fire.Ayla groaned nearby, pushing herself upright. “Tell me we’re not dead.”“If we are,” Spike muttered, “this is the weirdest afterlife imaginable.”He sat up. The ground wasn’t mud anymore but smooth obsidian streaked with veins of light, pulsing faintly beneath the surface.The forest had vanished. Around them stretched an endless canyon, suspended between a dark sky and a mirrorlike void below.Fragments of buildings, ruins, staircases, shattered bridges, hung weightless in the air. Ayla turned in a slow circle, eyes wide. “We’re inside the Gate.”“Inside it?” Spike asked. “You mean this is like, between worlds?”“Exactly that.” Her voice softened, awe slipping into fear. “A place that
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