Avatara

"Hey wait!" said Grace. "Where are you going?"

Knightmare-Grimm closed the gate of the cell and pulled the latch across. Then he put the padlock on it and left the area. Grace felt nonplussed and found the situation unreal. Her agitation showed.

"Hey, don't leave me here!" she said. "Who are you really? You're not Knightmare-Grimm. Tell me who you really are." Forgetting herself, she tried to get up and run towards the cell gate but her hands and feet were still bound, so she fell on the floor again. This time hitting her head on the rough floor. She winced, air hissing through her teeth as her face conducted the pain from the full impact of the ground. She blew air out through her mouth and heaved slightly. She rolled herself to lie on her back and took a moment before she shouted from the bottom of her lungs.

"You should know my boyfriend is a police officer," she said. But Walker was no longer playing such a role in her life, and Grace had a penchant for being accurate with information, so she corrected herself.

"Actually he's my ex-boyfriend," she shouted. "But that's not the point." Her defiance was a mask for her worry. She was scared. She was scared she would be molested, s.e.x.u.a.lly violated or even killed. She felt a deep well of negative emotion gather up within her. She was trying to hold herself together though the urge to collapse into a flood of tears was becoming overwhelming.

And then it happened. A light appeared in her cell and she felt a warmth that was pure and golden. It first appeared as a ball of light and then it dimmed to show the shape of a boy, who she thought could be no older than fifteen years of age. The experience was so shocking she could not speak. Her mouth only hung open. She saw this boy looking down on her.

"Keep quiet and don't be afraid," the boy said. "My name is Yi and I'm using astral projection to bring my consciousness to you." Grace could now make out the features of his face, though he was still extremely bright. Yi raised up his hands before Grace and put the index finger of his left hand through his right hand.

"See my body is not here," he said. Grace wondered whether this boy was an avatara but this appearance was different and the fact that he was able to put his left index finger through his right hand meant he was not solid.

"What are you?" said Grace.

"Just a boy," said Yi. "I come from a monastery in Bhutan, a small country between India and China. That is where my real body is right now. My order has felt a new confusion spread across the globe caused by your invention called Avatara."

Grace was speechless but she discerned that Yi, this boy who she just met was not using Avatara or any other application to appear here. He was using pure magic or some kind of pure spirit power.

"How are you able to appear like this?" Grace said.

"People have been doing it for centuries. As you know through your work, there are more dimensions than are perceptible by the n.a.k.e.d eye." Yi turned his head by ninety degrees and looked up to see a camera. "That camera will pick up a disturbance but it won't see me. Still they have noticed something is amiss."

Then he looked at Grace again. "I sense that the man is coming back, we do not have much time Grace."

"How do you know my name?" said Grace.

"We do not have much time Grace," Yi repeated. "You will have to be quiet and make sure you don't draw attention to me."

"What?" Grace said.

"No time to explain, only trust," said Yi. "When the man comes back you need to tell him that you are willing to do whatever he asks. It's much easier to take over someone else's body when they are in a relaxed open state of mind."

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