to scrawl
Encounter at the Mirror of the Soul


Whatever it was got past the traps in record speed. It set off alarms; each one jingled in her mind, closer than the last, faster than she could locate and deactivate them. Whatever it was, it was alone, and certainly in a hurry, but it wasn’t afraid at all.

It got to the mirror of the soul and paused. She decided it was a stray Esper – one lost, years ago – because she couldn’t think of what else it could be. She decided to go out to meet it – she was the Gatekeeper.

But instead, he was frightening.

He was human.
 


The End