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Chapter 6

Alyssa

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This felt like beingback at college, when I was studying as opposed to me working at Georgetown.

I was always curious about everything, and now that I had something to be curious about it was all getting the better of me.

I thought Dante knew exactly what I would be looking for by giving me access to this library.

There was a lot to learn, but what I wanted to know most was anything that could help me understand what I was.

A Syphon.

My grandmother explained what she could, and I’d listened. I’d listened and tried to move past the fact she was alive and some head witch for a coven of witches who protected the realms.

I tried to move past the fact I’d been lied to all my life. My family had lied to me and hid this world from me.

I did not feel good about that and I still wasn’t ready to accept it.

What made me accept some level of it, was what I’d seen so far.

I knew it was real and while I’d thought insanity had come for me, I knew what I saw really did happen.

Balmora, Dante, Aurora, the castle, the shifting scenery. The men on the airship. The people who were after me.

It was all real.

All of it.

I looked up syphons and found records of five. That was it. Putting together what Grandma had told me and what I read, I’d deduced our bloodline had chosen five people to be syphons. I was the sixth so far. The last one lived two hundred years ago and died when she sacrificed herself to seal a breach in hell.

I didn’t want my life to come to that.

We’d been on this journey now for hours.

I set the book I was reading down on the table and looked toward the door to my bunk. That was still there despite the illusion of the library.

The minute I moved to the door the library disappeared.

It was fine, I’d read enough. My poor brain didn’t want to take in anymore.

I left the bunk and made my way back to the bridge where Neo and Zeek were talking about some game.

It was night now, so a whole day had gone by. I didn’t disturb them. Instead I walked out to what looked like a balcony and as I proceeded my surroundings turned into the night sky with all the stars cascaded against it.

I knew I was still inside the ship and this was another illusion, but it was a good one.

“Finished reading?” Dante asked.

I didn’t see him before. He was standing on the level just above me leaning on the rails.

“I think so,” I answered.

“Come up here.”

I looked for the stairs and made my way up.