Alternative Ghosts by MK Eidson

Author:MK Eidson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Eposic

CHAPTER THIRTY

Lady Ghost: Exploration

This is the moment I’ve dreaded. If this were a timeline in which I had a flesh-and-blood existence, this would be a moment of joy. But I don’t belong in this timeline, and now Nick’s mind will enforce my absence. He’s about to recognize me for who I am, and then he’ll think, you don’t belong here, and his words will banish me, whether he speaks them aloud or only in his head.

Nick cocks his head, his gaze locked with mine. “Do I know you, ghost?”

Greelia jumps to her feet, still snuggling the baby in her arms. Bristling, she faces me across the bonfire. “Be gone, spirit. This world is not for you.”

The man climbs to his feet and puts his arm around Greelia’s shoulders. “You heard her, spirit. Be gone from this place.”

I back away. They’re right. This world isn’t for me, because that isn’t my Nick. There is no recognition of me or desire for me in this incarnation of him. The resemblance to Nick in this facsimile drew me here, because I’m so desperate to find him and even Morrow isn’t projecting much of his spirit at the moment.

I’m so hollow, and it’s not only because I’m a ghost.

Folding on myself to reverse the process of entering this timeline, I fly out of the darkness into the greenness and from there into mists. Below me are the three cloaked figures on the circular disk with the colored light beams. The red beam has grown nearly fifty percent in size. The blue beam has diminished maybe ten percent. The green beam hasn’t changed in diameter and burns brighter than either the red or the blue. The other thin ones that had been present are fewer in number, crowded out by the growth of the red beam.

I focus on each beam in turn, trying to sense my Nick. There’s the faintest pull from the red beam, not even as much as from the green one, indicating the presence of another loser with some resemblance to Nick but not hosting his awareness. None of the beams other than the red and green ones have a draw for me at all.

Any hope I have of reuniting with Nick rests with Morrow. The mohawk-wearing Punk must be saved. I need to get back to him.

The nexus resides in the mists. I close my ghostly eyes and reach out with my mind. Where is Morrow?

The sensation comes like a rope tugging my soul, and I give myself to it, letting it take me where it will. The mists thin. Then they’re gone, and I’m inside the nexus, in a room with Morrow and Renee. A hooded and cloaked Greelia stands by the ruined table, her axe still lying at her feet. Her eyes are shut and she doesn’t so much as quiver, her fists still pressed together before her chest.

The Greelia I saw on the disk was a mental projection into a metaphysical space. The Greelia I saw in the cave timeline with Nick and their baby is hosting Greelia’s awareness at the moment.

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