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Issue 13 Episode 13:

Ichabode is sitting up in his bed, and is in complete and utter disbelief. He’s so still that he appears to be catatonic. This doctor, whoever she is, is a spitting image of Akasha, yet she’s a completely different person. Her voice, mannerisms, body language, and comportment, it’s all different. He knows it’s not really her, but that she is of her likeness. His mind is feverishly racing. He’s feeling trapped. He needs to explode, and in that very instant Ichabode lets it all out. He let’s out the loudest, most terrifying, unrestrained scream while bolting out of his bed. “They’re here, they’re all here and you’re one of them! ” An influx of hospital security suddenly comes to restrain him and then he feels a sharp sting on the back of his neck. The next thing he knows, he’s in a dark room and three figures are standing before him. He’s seen them before.

They’re the ones that came with Akasha. Mysterious figure one says: “The mystery in your dream is yours to unravel, just look down to your feet when you wish to travel.” Mysterious figure two says: “The shimmers dancing around your skull, they can assist you, use them well.” Mysterious figure three says: “Don’t fear when the air feels thick, just focus and breathe, it’ll be over quick .” Ichabode in the transportation device, bluish swirling lights around and a blueish circular design at his feet with various greyish orbs surrounding him.Ichabode looks down at his feet to focus with all his might, and feel his desire burning inside of him, as a luminescent light. He concentrates and visualizes it, flowing from his skull down to his toes. “Where it comes from?” Ichabode mutters, and quickly answers himself. “I fear that nobody knows.” The movement feels like walking in the shallow, and the wind is strong. Rushing air is too difficult to swallow. With each stride he takes, his breathing starts to synchronize with his pace. Ichabode is to fearful to even close his eyes, or to even blink. As he lifts his gaze from the ground, with strength unbound, the destination surrenders to him, safe and calm. Ichabode, still confused, thinks, “where am I? Where is here and how am I

here….. without travelling?”

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