Rubyβs mind was still reeling trying to make sense of her current predicament. How could Kanon be dead and not dead? Instinct kicked in, prompting her to scan the room clues: The candles β¦ wait, could it be the incense? Some kind of drug? Dream or hallucination?
The myriad of possibilities opened up in her mind like a fractal flower. A low rumbling buzzing echoing in her head. Her body locked in place. A nightmare?
Suddenly, Kanonβs body slammed against hers from behind. Arms and legs wrapping around her midsection and neck. This couldnβt be real, could it?
βOh, it is. Just relax and let me do my job, OK?β whispered Kanon in her ear and a shiver went up Rubyβs spine.
(To be continued.)