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“Oh no, I think I just heard a ghost. I guess I better lock the door and escape out the window.” You shout as you stand up to lock the door. “Oh woe is me, the ghost is after me.” Now you pretend to open the window and make it sound like you’re escaping.
Immediately, and you mean IMMEDIATELY, you hear whoever was knocking on the door rush the hell out of here. That was an angry ghost receptionist willing to cross through the sea to have her vindictive encounter with you.
“How stupid can she be?” Vera sits on the bed and stretches her arms, disillusioned by the dummy at the door.
“Morning, Vera. You owe me a story.” You raise an eyebrow. You need those juicy details.
“Can we get breakfast first?” Vera is really hungry, she manages to get off the bed and into the wheelchair on her own.
“If you don’t mind a repetition of yesterday.” You shrug. You gotta go with what’s proven. Vera doesn’t mind this choice at all.
As you two ate, you popped the question again to know what context is missing. And it’s a lot. An inter-dimensional fight to decide who the king of the demons is. They decided to settle it in our world, and are fighting for the pieces of an Old Crown of sorts. The one who holds all the parts will rule the world. They’re using humans as proxies since these demons are unable to materialize here without your energy. They make a pact with their human host at night through dreams and promise them a wish for their help if they win, whatever wish they see fit.
“You should’ve told me this sooner.” You feel like this would’ve helped so much to understand what’s going on.
“I had to ease you into this or you wouldn’t have believed me!” For all her many faults, Vera thought about this one correctly. Probably. You can be reckless at times.
“Do I want one of them?” You think it might be neat to have one, merely as self-defense though.
“No. You don’t! It’s dangerous!!! They’re actual demons! Mnemosyne, the one I got, is the nicest! But who can tell what yours could be?!” Vera shakes her head. “Whatever you do, tell them NO!”
“Then how am I supposed to protect you?” You don’t feel like you have much of a choice.
“I wish I knew…” Vera looks stressed.
“We’ll figure it out.” You reassure.
...And it has to be now. Sadly, you’re on a timer.
<span class="mu-s">What do you do?</span>
>Take Vera to her home. Like, what else can you do?
>Ask Vera who could be interested in chasing after her who is related to this whole magic fiasco.
>Ask Vera if she knows someone who can help.
>Write In.
(Last Reply of the Day, we continue tomorrow!)
