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Elias opened his mouth to argue. He hadn't followed. He had simply touched a piece of glass. But the being raised a hand — three fingers, too long — and the protest died in his throat.

No longer a silhouette. It had form now: a tall being of shifting geometries, its surface a slow kaleidoscope of deep blues and golds. Seven eyes — or what served as eyes — arranged in a ring around what might have been a head. No mouth. Yet it spoke. mysteries visitor part 2.

The being tilted its head. One of its eyes closed — a slow, deliberate blink. Elias opened his mouth to argue

You were not supposed to follow.

The world went white. When his vision cleared, Elias was no longer in his cabin. He stood at the edge of a forest he didn't recognize — the trees were silver, their leaves dripping light like liquid mercury. Above, three moons hung in a triangle, and the ground beneath his bare feet was warm, pulsing, alive. But the being raised a hand — three

The shard of glass was still in his hand. He hadn't realized he was still holding it. But it had changed: no longer cold, but warm, and inside it swirled a tiny galaxy, spinning slow.