Although my possession of Sera and her detective wasn’t complete.They still had some autonomy while I inhabited their bodies, especially Sera, and I’m not sure why.She’d led herself to the basement door so that later, when conscious, she’d discover the dead girl in the basement.
Perhaps I feed Sera’s strength, just as she feeds mine.The longer she’s here, the stronger I feel.The more corporeal and real and hard I feel, even my cock, which is the solidest thing about me now.
I move the glass with deliberate slowness this time while I think of how to respond.M.Y.H.O.U.S.E.
She smiles.“Your house, your rules?”
YES.
“You wanted us to understand,” she says slowly, “that you can make us see things.Feel things.Walk where we shouldn’t be able to walk.”
YES.
“And you did it to show Eddie that you’re real.That you can protect me.”
YES.Then I spell outC.A.R.
“My car?”She goes quiet for a moment.Her fingers rest on the glass, waiting.When she speaks, her voice is softer.“That day someone waited for me in my car, you couldn’t leave the house.So you…”
I move the glass before she finishes.P.A.N.I.C.
She nods slowly.“Panic.You panicked because you couldn’t reach me.”
The glass slides toYESwith more force than I intend.It nearly tips over, but she steadies it.
“I’m sorry,” she says.“For scaring you.”
The apology does something strange to me.It twists in the hollow where my heart used to be.She has nothing to apologize for.She’s the only real thing in my existence, the only shade of blackened soul even close to mine.
N.O.T.Y.O.U.R.F.A.U.L.T.
“Then whose?”she asks.
T.H.E.I.R.S.
She frowns, a beautiful pucker to her lips.“James and Eddie?”
YES.
“They’re trying to protect me,” she says, shaking her head.
The glass jerks violently.F.A.I.L.I.N.G.
She flinches slightly at the force of it.“You think they’re failing.”
YES.
She takes a breath.“You wanted to lock me in.Just now.I felt it.”
The glass sits still for a long moment.Then, slowly, reluctantly:
YES.
“Why didn’t you?”
This one is harder.The glass circles the board twice before I can gather the words.
Y.O.U.C.H.O.S.E.
