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least a couple of hours had passed. Obviously the Fates wanted to give me a real taste of this wasteland. Like I had time for this. Well, if they weren’t going to bring me back, I’d look after it myself.
    I said the words of a travel incantation. I still couldn’t hear myself, but I was speaking and, in magic, there’s no bonus for blaring. I finished the incantation. Nothing happened. I tried a few more, but stayed where I was. Fine. I could wait.
     
    Okay, now I was getting mad. I’d been here at least a few hours, tried every damned spell I knew, even ones that had nothing to do with transportation, and not one of them had worked. What the hell were the Fates doing? They had a murderous demi-demon on the rampage, probably planning her next atrocity against humankind at this very moment, but that didn’t stop them from sparing a few hours to piss me off.
    The old Fate was behind this. She hated me. Like my teacher, Mrs. Appleton. I’d never known what I’d done to earn Mrs. Appleton’s hate, but I hadn’t been able to shake the feeling that she’d seen something in me, something bad, something waiting to emerge. When the old Fate looked at me, I felt the same thing.
    I pulled my knees up to my chest, rested my chin on them, and tried to chase these thoughts from my brain. They clung like burrs, rubbing raw spots in my confidence. I needed to clear my head, needed to do something. But there was nothing here to do. Except think.

    “Hello! Goddamn it, answer me! I get the point! Now open the fucking door!” It was nighttime. Here the light never changed, just a dull glow that came from nowhere, illuminating the emptiness, reminding you that there was no one here, nothing to see. My gut told me it was night, though. Kristof would be at my house, waiting to talk about that “temp job” he’d mentioned.
    I closed my eyes and concentrated on a communication spell.
    Hey, Kris? Think you can help me out?
    Nothing.
     
    My internal clock told me that night had come and gone. Hadn’t slept. We could sleep, but I’d never been able to just curl up anywhere and drift off, not unless I was very, very tired. A ghost never tires. So, unless I was in my bed, I didn’t sleep.
    I’d been here for over twenty-four hours. I was sure of that. Okay, enough waiting around for fate to intervene. Time to take matters into my own hands…or onto my own feet. Maybe I couldn’t teleport out of here, but I could still walk.
    So I picked a direction, and started out.
     
    Still walking. When I looked around, I saw the same damn thing I’d seen when I’d started, as if I were on a treadmill. But I was moving. I knew it. The lack of landmarks just made it seem as if I wasn’t going anywhere. Every dimension I’d ever been in had come to an end. This one would, too, if only I walked far enough.

    It was night again, and I hadn’t reached the end. Hadn’t reached anything. My legs didn’t hurt, though. No pain means endless energy. I could walk forever, and I damned well would if that’s what it took to get out—
    The throne room appeared, just as I’d left it, with the elderly crone still at the wheel.
    “Happy?” I snarled, voice cracking from disuse. “I bet you got a good chuckle out of that. Were you watching? Seeing how long I’d take to snap? Sorry to disappoint.”
    She looked up from her wheel. Her gaze met mine, face expressionless.
    “I can’t believe you did that,” I said. “This Nix is out there, killing people, and you left me there for two days!”
    “It was two minutes, Eve.”
    “Bullshit! Days passed there.”
    “Yes. Nearly three. But here it was only minutes. The Nix sent our first seeker there, and it took us five years to find her. That’s what I wanted you to see. That is what this Nix can do.”
    Five years in our time? That had to be lifetimes in that place. Alone, with nothing to see, hear, feel, smell…
    The middle Fate appeared. “She went mad, Eve. We’ve done our best, but