(A/N Big thanks to everyone for the Power stones and Golden tickets, they mean a lot. As usual, please don't hesitate to comment or drop a review. ENJOY)
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A risky plan, but he didn't have many options.
He adjusted Protocol, syncing its parameters to her mana output instead of his surroundings. The data feed pulsed erratically — unreadable at first, then slowly forming a rhythm. Instability, even chaos, still had a curve if you stared long enough.
Now all he needed was to push her just enough.
He slowed his pace deliberately.
Margaret caught up beside him, clearly impatient. "Are you going to explain what's going on?"
He ignored her.
"I mean," she continued, "you've been acting weird since you've sensed this ghost. Maybe you just imagined it."
He still didn't answer.
She frowned harder. "Oh, I see. The great Orion can't admit when he's wrong?"
