First thing the next morning, Gemma thought of the gorgeous slab of a man from her dreams. Her first thought was to find him in the mirror. But that failed. It was as black as ever. However, to her surprise, the glass was whole. The crack disappeared from the glass, like it’d never been there.
This sent Gemma into a tailspin of panic. Something definitely happened last, and she didn’t know what it was. She needed to talk to Becky right away. Becky needed to see this. “Becky! Becky wake up! You won’t believe this!” Gemma yelled as she sprinted down the hallway to Becky’s room. She stopped long enough to knock on the door before she entered, a little out of breath.
“What’s going on? Are we being invaded or something?”
“That’s what I’m trying
Larin knocked an empty tankard from the table beside him in irritation. It’d been hours since he spoke to her, Gemma. The more he thought of her and her fragile beauty, the more imperative it felt to him is that he must be by her side. Her ignorance was not the bliss, many claimed it to be. It endangered her life. Part of the problem started when Ester passed. The illness took forever to kill the sweet old woman. The magic and medicine they possessed couldn’t save her from the magical disease, combined with her age. Magic was in short supply, and a war waged on. Now the other guardian Esmeralda died, and her replacement failed to take her place. That guardian died, too. Gemma now stood in the position of becoming one of the two guardians. Mirror guardians were always twins. One must exist on either side of the portal.
Gemma and Becky followed Professor Digby, who pointed out various things as they returned to the main house. He kindly pointed out where the arbour was near the lake. Becky couldn’t keep her excitement in when he disclosed this information to them. Gemma, on the other hand, was more concerned about what happened to the restoration crewmen. Nothing would get done if they couldn’t keep staff. Also, what Larin said in the dream or whatever that was. He may not be real, but they could still prove the information. The verification of that appeared to be frighteningly true. The only confirmation that would be indisputable would be to see one of these creatures or meet Larin. “Once we deal with this interruption, we can continue with the rest of the tour. That way you can comprehend the scope of this restoration and how i
“This setback or failure is on your head when push comes to shove.” “Professor Digby, I understand you’re highly trained in your field. Which is all fine and dandy. But I am the one responsible if those craftspeople get injured on my property. You, sir, are not. The incidents could also cause damage to the estate. Of which would also cause your precious schedule to fall behind and the costs to go up. So technically, I may have just saved us from several lawsuits, expenses due to schedule delays, and staff safety. Now please show us around and then you can go home for the day.” “Fine, but I will contact Mr. Winters and file my complaint.” “Sir, you can do as you like. I won’t stop you. You are a grown man.” Gemma had enough of this man. She would see Mr. Winters long before this man would call him, and she’d fill Mr. Winte
“Gemma? I think you’re right. He’s preserved nothing; in fact, this could cause damage to these clothes. But he was searching for something. Okay, I admit my mind went from zero to sixty a long time ago. Normally, I’d put it down to listening to too many conspiracy theories and messing with too many roleplaying games. But I think it’s right this time. I’m just not sure what he could search for. Well, other than what we’ve been searching for.” Becky gingerly returned a small rag doll to a box. Neither woman truly knew where each item came from. All they could hope for was to remove the items from the dust and potential bugs that could damage them. “But how would he even know anything about it? I mean, I should have been told, but I think my parents put a stop to that. How did he
Larin closed his pack and again looked at his best friend and cousin. “I’ll be back as soon as I can. Keep an eye on the mirror for one of us to explain the situation better.” “I still believe it’s a bad idea to go behind the elders and worse going alone. What if you get in trouble? Who will pull you to safety from certain death?” Hugo wasn’t happy about any of this. Not only was he inheriting all the responsibilities of being a leader, but Larin never bother to ask him if he wanted it. That, and he felt like he’d be missing out on a wonderful adventure full of mystery and danger. “I need you here, and again I don’t plan to be gone long. We can’t let Greyback get a foothold in that realm. They have no protections from him or his ilk.” “I still don’t understand why we have to care a
“We aren’t getting anywhere here, and I can’t find anything more here. Maybe there’s something at the arbour. Or maybe they have a place they’ve stored their discoveries from their investigation, excavation, or whatever they did.” “That we’ll look into that after Mr. Winters gets here.” Becky’s phone dinged. “Oh, cool. The order will be here by four this afternoon. Not bad, if I say so myself.” “We can start looking into the rooms he didn’t show us. Even the outer buildings might have something. However, those will need to wait until Mr. Winters’ gone.”&nb
“I’ll attempt to remember the past incidents I learned about through my predecessor. I can have my assistant copy the notes and send them to you. But for now, well… as you know, twins run in your family. This estate has been here from before the founding of the town. One of the strangest things is one twin always leaves, never to return. In the beginning, with communication being spotty, no one knew they were missing. The family would never speak of them again. Now, as the generations passed and communications got better, your family couldn’t say they’d moved away. People could investigate and find they’d never made it to their location. A few people investigated the last time this happened. Your Great Aunt Ester was never found, but they found no evidence of murder or death by accident. She just… disappeared. There are at least three or four incidents like this since the town’s records started.”
They stood there in shocked surprise, watching the crumpled form of a large man beneath a tear made of energy floating above him. Gemma snatched the mirror from the tiny alcove and pushed it into her bag with the book. “Okay, I’m now convinced there’s magic. Now, what do we do?” The tear faded slowly away as the light fled the scene. Only the man lying unconscious lay left behind on the ground. “What do we do with him? We can’t leave him here.” Becky pondered the latest problem while assessing the man’s prone body and gear. “We can’t stay here, and we can’t leave him here alone. What if those things mess wi
Exhausted as they were, the packing didn’t start until the next morning and lasted several days. The reason for this was it took longer to come up with wills and letters tying up loose ends with people and businesses. They would not send many until it became apparent that they would not be returning. Evan’s name needed to be transferred to other things so that he could maintain things for himself. During that time, Evan’s wife contacted him through a lawyer insisting on proceeding with a divorce. He informed her lawyer that he’d have his legal representation contact him soon. That he would like to proceed with removing her from his life and his legal representation would handle the negotiations from then on. Evan didn’t need her coming back into his life and making a mess of it. She’d never understood how his life changed in the m
With the main house cleaned up, the group moved off to the crypt to clean up the evidence of the battle there. Hugo pointed out that it didn’t matter because if the restoration experts got far, they would find the other inconsistencies. Which would cause even more awkward questions. Larin agreed, and he offered the option of removing the containers that housed other things that they wouldn’t want to be freed. The idea, they would toss the containers into the portal without a destination. Effectively abandoning them to the abyss between portals. So instead of removing corpses and gore. The group scoured the crypt’s many spaces for the odd little containers. While doing this Angelica discovered a sealed niche that unlike others with their
“Are you ready for what comes next?” Larin asked from where he sat on a low wall watching the fire. His arms and ankles crossed. Gemma moved to sit beside Larin and watched him for a time before she turned to look at the fire. “If what I’ve seen in the last few days is real, do I have much choice?” “There’s always a choice, but the consequences will always follow. It’s the consequences you need to think about if you haven’t decided.” “It’s not that I’m not choosing to go. I’m worried about what happens on the other side. My aunt and others never came back, and I don’t know why. Did they
It was nearly dark by the time the men hauled the corpses from the different spaces. With them now deep in the back by the smokehouse. They dealt with them. With the number of corpses, they decided it would be better to make it appear like a brush fire accident. If the fire department somehow discovered this fire, it would appear like a brush fire rather than a deliberate one. The corpses of Fear Mongers were vague and burned quickly. But, since the estate was so far off the beaten track, the chances of the fire being noticed weren’t very high. The women stayed behind and worked on cleaning up the attic. It is the most easily found location made it the priority. Then they’d deal with the tunnel in the basement. They still debated whether the crypt needed to be cleaned at all. After all, there were corpses down there. Who
Larin and Hugo pulled several weapons from their hiding places that they thought the others could handle after a brief training session. The technique could come later, but survival was more important. With the weapons hauled out, Hugo took it upon himself to use the lab as space to clean and maintain the weapons. The others filed out to do the last thing on their list. With fresh eyes, they went in search of the images from the ceilings. What secrets lay above everyone’s heads? They figured out the ceilings in question were the sitting room, study/library, and dining room. Each room depicted a battle of sorts. The study’s displayed the fleeing of many creatures,
After several minutes passed, the glow faded, and Angelica looked up. “You’re in luck. Whoever wrote this journal didn’t use magic on it? Which means you are one lucky guy. Your backside is in the clear.” Evan noticeably sighed with his relief, then rushed over to open the book. “Oh, great, it’s not in English. Actually, I’m not sure what it’s in.” Becky moved over to look at the chicken scratches on the pages. “Looks like code or shorthand. Not surprising. Many scientists choose to do that or dictate voice recordings to make notes. It’s faster.” “Lovely more research and translation. Just what we n
Gemma watched Larin step into the soft glow coming from inside the staircase. He soon disappeared down as the circular staircase turned around on itself. Hugo followed Larin. The small width of the staircase cramped the men and Gemma assumed the two could not fight in such short quarters. A moment later, Larin’s voice rang out from somewhere below. “It’s all clear. They warded this place up tighter than any place I know. Everyone can come down, but be careful and don’t wander or touch anything. We don’t know whether they warded anything with a curse or trap of some sort.” “Well, that’s a comforting thought. Don’t touch it or it might explode in your hand or kill you.” it did not impress as much Becky as Gemma thought she would be.
Finally, the small group began their search. Clearly, the entrance was not as easy to discover as the one in the basement. Gemma thought perhaps there was no secret room. They spent a lot more time searching for the entrance, to no avail. No one discovered anything out of place. The walls appeared solid. There were no odd cracks between the stones that might outline a door. Fancy trim, creatively hidden as a wood panel no wooden door. “Okay, this is ridiculous. The door isn’t here. We’ve looked everywhere for all entrances.” Evan sat down on a trunk. “We know there’s a room right there. The measurements of this room prove that.” Becky stated the fact, which was obvious to everyone. “I agree we’ve chec
Gemma and Evan paced the basement floor while trying to listen for sounds from the tunnel. The two men only left them minutes before this for a destination that no one knew how far it was. Gemma’s only consolation currently was she heard no sounds of falling or fighting. “We need to know where that goes and where those things went.” Becky shook her hands as the tension got to her. “Why am I waiting for the other shoe to drop?” “Because at every turn, so far the other shoe has dropped. I’m hoping that we’ll run out of shoes.” Gemma responded to her friend’s comment dryly. “I just want some good news. How are we to get these things done with all this looming over our heads? It’s not like we can tell the restoration people they can’t work right now because we