>>19590598Nikki is roughly half an hour and five thick, dusty books into her research when she’s interrupted by Coco’s familiar voice.
>You forgot to feed the cat this morning“Stop distracting me, Coco. I’m busy.”
>Have you even found anything we should care about yet? You’re boring me to tears with your slow reading.“Not really. This book mentions there’s different types of demons and describes a whole bunch of them. But there’s nothing that helps me narrow down what type of demon the woman we saw was. And nothing that explains how she contacted us through my dream.”
>Are you ready to try my idea then? To learn how to have lucid dreams whenever you want like she told us, so she can bring us to her, like last time?Nikki closes the book she was reading, and rests it on a nearby table. “I’m not doing that until we know what we’re dealing with. What if she, I don’t know, eats our souls or something? Did you think of that?”
>She talked to us like we’re important to her. She even said that I’m part her and part you, remember? And when we were with her I felt… I felt like I was home. She even said we have family, lots of family, and that she knew our mothe-“She could have been lying about everything,” Nikki interjects. “I’m not trusting her or letting her drag our consciousness to another dimension or whatever the hell it is she did to us again, until I know exactly what kind of demon she is and if we’re in any danger from someone of her… species.”
“Hey, keep it down over there!” the fierce whisper of a student from the opposite side of a bookshelf interrupts Nikki’s conversation with Coco. “Who the hell are you even talking to?”
“Fuck off, shrimpdick!” Nikki shouts back.
The student mutters a string of expletives then stomps away, before returning moments later with the librarian. He points at Nikki. “This girl. She’s the one that was being disruptive.”
