You Want A Revelation, You Want To Get It Right

Gossamer could hear her blood pounding in her ears as she struggled to work out what she was seeing. She bit the inside of her cheek, tasting the metallic saltiness of her own blood and realizing this wasn't a dream. That left only two terrifying options. She was losing her mind and hallucinating or she really was being haunted by the ghost of the woman she'd killed. Which was worse?

Pyralis attacked and Gossamer shrieked as her enemy passed right through her. A terrible, clammy coldness following her wake. Gossamer stumbled as she turned around to face the pirate. How did you fight a ghost? How did you fight a hallucination? Whatever this was she was realizing how ill equipped she was to deal with this. Even as a healer her specialty was in battle injuries not illnesses of the mind. As for the spirit realm, who the hell knew about that? "Go Away!" she screamed, "Just leave us alone!"

Pyralis spoke again and Gossamer shuddered at the idea of being haunted forever, whether by spirit or her own mind. She couldn't believe this was happening. What was she supposed to do?