Zoe and Synan eventually quit fighting.

Elsie is sitting against a wall, still crying.

“Elsie. I’m sure it wasn’t a ghost we

saw. I bet it was just another monster.”

“I hate monsters too!”

Elsie is getting worse.

“Oh, did I say monster? I meant

Animal. It was probably Skyber’s stone

that made the monster appear clear.”

“Yeah, you’re right.” Synan

says. Elsie finally stops crying.

“Did we make her stop?” Synan

asks.

“Uhh, no. She fell asleep.” Zoe

answers.

“Oh great. Now we need to carry

a sleeping kid around with us.” Synan asks.

“Looks like it.”

“Can’t we just use an Ideya?”

“No! You don’t capture humans in

those things!”

“Uhh, oh yeah.”

Synan ends up having to carry the

sleeping body around the tunnels. “Man,

this sucks.”

Over Synan’s shoulder, Elsie opens

her eyes and winks at Zoe, then closes them

again. Zoe slightly laughs.

“What’s so funny?”

“Oh nothing...”

“Riigghht...”

Synan and Zoe come to a lit up room.

Inside, there are large piles of gold everywhere.

Zoe notices an odd metal device dangling from

the ceiling. Elsie suddenly springs to life and

runs through the piles of gold.

“Ohh, I get it. Elsie was faking.” Synan

says.

Synan goes through a pile of gold.

He sees a weird golden knife.

“Zoe, look at this.”

No answer.

Synan turns to where Zoe was. She’s

not there.

“Elsie?”

“Yes?”

Elsie is behind Synan on the pile of golden

artifacts.

“Where did Zoe go?”

“How am I supposed to know? I’m only

seven.”

“Age has nothing to do with that question!”

“Sure it does.”

Synan looks across the room for Zoe. He

turns back to talk to Elsie. She is gone, too.

“What’s going on here?”

“Nothing is. Why, do you think this is, how

shall I put it, weird?” A voice says.

“What?!” Synan turns to the voice. Nothing

is there.

“So, Synan. I was assuming you were the

most powerful of the group. What were you doing

hanging around a bunch of girls anyway?”

“They’re my friends.”

“Oh sure they are.”

“You want to fight me?”

“With honor.”

Synan gets punched in the face, flying back

into the pile of gold. Synan grabs a golden cylinder

and throws it in the direction the punch came from.

“Ahhhhh!!” It screams.

Synan gets up and punches. He misses. He

is then elbowed from behind.

“What are you?!” Synan asks.

“Another human like yourself.”

“That can’t be true!”

“Oh, but it is. I am a master of illusion. Watch

this.”

Synan is engulfed in flames. Synan doesn’t

feel any pain whatsoever.

“What?”

A giant axe on a chain appears about thirty

feet from Synan. It swings on the chain. Synan can’t

tell if its real or not, so he ducks. The axe passes him,

then swings off its chain and slices through Synan.

Synan looks down, and there is a giant slit on his

stomach. Blood is gushing out of it. Synan crouches

in pain.

“Ha ha ha. I thought you were stronger than

that.”

“Show yourself!” Synan screams.

A figure of a person appears. It is clear,

bending the light, almost like molded glass.

The glass turns into mirror-like material,

reflecting everything. The mirrors fade and the

person standing in front of Synan is--Zoe.

“Zoe?”

“You weak minded child. It is also a

hologram.”

Zoe lights completely white and and when

the light fades, it is the most horrible sight Synan

had ever seen. It looks like a demon. Its skin is

all read, its got bat-like eyes, wings, and webbing

between its fingers.

Synan covers his eyes. When he looks

again, nothing is there.

“Once again, that was a hologram.”

“You coward!”

“A coward I am not. Perhaps I’ll let you

get a little stronger before you fight me again.”

A door appears in front of Synan. Something

pushes Synan through it, and then the door closes.

Synan is outside. Here with him is Zoe and Elsie.

“What happened?!” Zoe yells. Synan looks

like he got beat up. The cut in his stomach: gone.
