《The Spirit Veil [The Akh Chronicles: Book 1]》10
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Almost as soon as Arthur walked out of the main room and closed the door to the bathroom behind him, Lydia decided to start haunting the room. The doors to the small cupboards opened and closed with a bang, pillows floated off the bed, and the quilts looked like a strong wind was blowing against them. The glass and mesh doors leading to a small balcony on the other side of the room slammed open. I was surprised no one came in to check out what the noise was.
"Alright, Ly," I said, placing my bag on my bed and falling down beside it, "You've had your fun."
My ghost friend appeared in a puff of black mist. "Sorry. I couldn't help myself."
"You always have to mess up a nice clean place," I complained. "Can you at least put everything back the way it was?" She seemed confused by my request. "We don't live here, remember?"
"Oh, yeah." Lydia began floating around the room, placing everything back to where it had been.
As she did, I found myself fingering my labradorite ring. Things had spun out of control in the forest so now, not only did we have to prevent the Spirit World from streaming into ours, but we had to stop some crazy woman from proving that it was real because she was picked on. You know, I never understood that. Why do the people who get picked on always turn out as bad guys. I mean, I spent half my life being called a freak and you don't see me planning world domination, now do you? [What do you mean, I'm 'off topic'? That was quite relevant, thank you.]
Deciding I was bored, I got up and started to help Lydia with the clean-up. When Arthur reappeared, he whistled. "I leave for ten minutes and you two destroy the room."
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"Half an hour, dear cousin," I muttered under my breath. When I turned to him, I rolled my eyes. "Really?" He titled his head questioningly. "The lip piercing." He was still obviously confused. "You said you got rid of it." He then proceeded to say something I'm not going to repeat for the sake of not making this MA 15+ before taking out the hoop. [Yes it was that bad! Shut up!].
"Is that better?" he asked me flatly.
"Yes," I said, crossing my arms. "You don't look stupid now." The sound of my phone buzzing and starting to play the Panic! At The Disco cover of Into The Unkown somehow stopped him from saying something else that was definitely not of a PG rating. [The power of Frozen, children!]. It was just my parents asking if we made it to the hotel alright. I answered then fell back onto the bed. "What do we do know?"
Lydia floated beside me. "Wouldn't that depend on how long we have left?"
"Well, today is the 27th," Arthur started, having checked the date on his phone. "That would mean we have four to five days to actually stop whatever is going to happen." He was quiet for a second. "How do we stop the Spirit World from opening into this one, anyway?"
The thought made me sit upright. Had we really not come up with any sort of idea for this? I turned to Lydia. "How did you stop it last time?"
She cringed through the mist around her. "You know how Atlantis sunk?"
I raised a hand to my head. "And you could have mentioned this earlier?" She laughed nervously as I stood, beginning to pace as my cousin took up the spot where I had been sitting. "Okay. So, basically, we have to stop the thing that made Atlantis sink to the bottom of the ocean?"
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"That sounds right."
"Didn't it sink from a volcanic eruption or something?"
"Or something." She seemed to take a deep breath - which was always strange to see since she's dead - before speaking. "I - I don't really know how to explain it. It was one of those things where you would have needed to be there to understand."
I clicked my fingers, rummaging through my bag until I found what I was looking for. It was a clear container filled with crystals and stones I had collected. It took me a while to find the ones I was looking for, but both Arthur and Lydia quickly caught onto what I was thinking.
"You really think that will work?" Arthur asked, watching me place seven crystals and stones - Azurite, Amethyst, Quartz, Iolite, Bloodstone, Fluorite, and Terquoise to be be specific - in a circle. "I get Ly said you had to be there, but -"
I held up a hand to cut him off. "I've done this before. I can do it again."
"That was one time!" He jumped up, pulling me away from my work. "Do you have to remind you how you passed out for hours last time you tried this?"
I managed to get free from his grip. "You got a better idea?"
A sigh. "No. No, I don't."
Seeing my cousin's worry, I stood on my toes and kissed his cheek. "I'll be fine. Promise."
"That's what you said last time," he muttered, sitting back on the bed I had chosen. [You really are a massive sweetheart. Yeah, I said it . . . Do I look like I care if it ruins your bad boy image? You know that thing is shit.]
I sat cross-legged in the circle of stones, holding three more stones - Moonstone, Tiger's Eye, and Lapis Lazuli - in my hand. Lydia floated in front of me just outside the stone circle like she was sitting the same was as I was. Reluctantly, Arthur sat beside her. I placed the three stones in my hand in a triangle shape around myself within the circle.
"You ready?" Lydia asked. I nodded.
My cousin glared at me before we begun. "If anything goes wrong, just remember that this was your idea and I tried to stop you."
I laughed. "It'll be on me."
With those words, Lydia's formed changed. She became nothing but mist and came straight towards me. The dark mist surrounded my body as I closed my eyes, allowing for my spirit friend to take over my body momentarily.
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