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I think I quite enjoyed that,” his wry smile grew with every second my hand remained on his chest. He furrowed his brow in wonderment. “Do it.”
    I shook my wayward head. Get out of my head!
    “Go. Now ,” I whispered, as the girls approached from around the corner.
    Orion smirked, fixing his jacket before leaving.
    “Geez, why’d you bounce?” Marla asked, quizzically.
    “I-I had a…panic attack. About the paper that I have yet to write.”
    “Speaking of which, let’s get to it, sister,” said an endearing Calliope.
    “I can help too, Xeni. Lessen the research load for ya.”
    “That’d be fantastic! I’d never ask you to spend your free time helping me with my paper that’s due before five, but if you insist,” I feigned innocence, pouting.
    It was nice living in the present. The thought of yesterday and tomorrow were virtually nonexistent, while we worked under pressure to pump out a two thousand-word paper on any topic relating to mental health and the socioeconomical impact. I researched generalized anxiety and workdays lost.  Marla helped with the annotated bibliography and I sighed in utter relief.
    “Finally. I’d finished and with twenty minutes to spare. You done, Cal?”
    “I’ve been done for the past half hour,” she scoffed, flashing her pearly whites. “I was filling my cart with shoes.”
    “How nice. Then you wouldn’t mind handing in the hard copies?”
    “Yes, I’d mind—very much so. I have someplace to be.  Marla can hand them in.”
    “Nuh-uh. Sorry, I’m meeting with Landon,” she stood up, sliding on her jacket and motioning to Landon waiting by the entrance. “You’re officially done. Bibliography attached and the document is delivered. Just drop off the hard copy in the psych office.”
    The thought of dropping it off was making my stomach churn. The prospects of running into Orion were against my favor.
    “Lates,” Marla chirped, with an extra kick in her step.
    “Ciao bitches,” Calliope followed suit, sauntering off.
    I cringed, and reminded myself to take slow, even breaths. The worst had past…I hoped. Would Orion really keep mentally harassing me?
    Feeling on edge, I transitioned to the middle world, Styx, for a much-needed retreat. While there, I was painfully disturbed. My safe escape quickly turned into a nightmare. Images of Corlissa’s eerie doll resurfaced as I rested in a meadow of beautiful flowers. Green leaves slowly fell from the sky grazing my body before thundering flashes of Daisy consumed me. These images came from within me . I gasped unable to sit up as vines wrapped around my wrists, pinning me to the earth. The next image panned in so close, leading me into the darkness of Daisy’s glass eye. I held my breath, petrified with what I saw next. It was a little girl shrieking for help before the glass eye shattered leaving a hollow black space.
    I sat up in trepidation, gasping for air, quickly transitioning back online to the only world I had known to be true. The transition was very quick and painful—something I had never endured the likes of. My insides felt a gravitational pull to what I would’ve imagined being a trip to the moon and back. As I re-inhabited my body online, I shuttered and immediately felt my stomach rise into my mouth. The churned contents of my stomach came up in a painful eruption. My hair was tied back, fortunately. I rested on my trembling hands and knees, steadying my rampant mind and stomach. Shortly after my breath steadied, my fragile fragment attained solace in every cell in my body once more.
    ‘ Find the window to her fragment and you’ll see what I mean.’ Yes. It was all becoming clear to me. However, if Corlissa’s fragment was trapped in the doll, who was residing in Corlissa’s body? A succession of shivers travelled down my spine rendering my legs wobbly. I feared for the repercussion of it all.
    It was definitely an omen of some sort and the only person with whom I could share this with
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