Satin:07/05/1998
June 29, 1998: In woke up at 1:45am, about 8 hours after midnight when I collapsed. I eat some bagels, 'cause I'm hungry after all that dancing. Everyone is asleep. At 2am, Glen, Alex, and Amethyst awaken, and Alex and Glen examine the wound Glen got from the spectre. Amethyst asks why it is still dark out, she just got a full nights sleep, and did I do something to the time again? I just smiled. She told me how she went wandering and caused a guy to fall of a wall and break his leg. Then we hear Alex tell Glen his arm is poisoned with death magic and he's not sure it if it will kill all of us or not. They discuss how to remove the disease. Alex then starts some ritual, presumably to remove the disease, so I decide it is time I had more clothes, so I start dancing, in search of a satin shirt. It only takes four hours, and I find one. Unfortunately it is pink, but oh well, I put it on and tie it anyway. It is now about 3:15am. At the point I complete my spell, Alex is in the middle of a ritual to destroy the poison that they somehow removed from Glen's arm. There are times when heightened awareness is not necessarily a good thing, and this was one of them.The room darkened, and Alex's hands are on fire, burning brightly. He grabs the thing on the table and tears it in half. It flashes brightly, and greenish goop pours out. It flashes and burns and disappears. I scream. The whole thing was a bit too intense and unexpected for my tastes. There are symbols on the table, which I regognize as symbols of death. Alex ignites the table with oil, and Rachel starts singing an eerie song. The flames grow and sink into the table. When they go out, the table goes out too. It is now gone, and the sprinkler system comes on. After an initial burst of water, they slow to a trickle, and we hear what must be an alarm going off, though from here it sounds pretty slow. The door opens and Rachel runs over and closes it. It is 3:30am, and I am terrified.
I scream again. I see the people who killed my grandmother in the room! And they are here to kill me now! "Get away!" I screamed at them, but they just stood there, mocking me. I felt a nudge in my head. They are trying to get into my head! "GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" I scream as I broadcast pain to the killers in the room. "Stay away from me!" I just keep screaming at them, terrified, knowing they are going to kill me, just as they killed my grandmother....
Suddenly, I feel calmer, and the flashbacks collapse. And so do I, sobbing, in a heap on the floor. Sara, who must have been the one to finally calm me, helps me to bed, and I sleep. A much needed sleep, I just wish the dreams had been more pleasant.
When I awaken, it is 5:45am. Alex is sitting there meditating. I walk up to him, grab the front of his shirt, and demand that he never do death magic in my presence again. He says he can no guarantee that, because he will not jeopardize anyone's safety because of my fears. "Fine, then prove to me you weren't one of her killers." He looks at me puzzled and asks, "Who? I know the names of all I have killed, but I do not know of whom you speak." I ask if he has ever been in Arizona, and he says no. I accept that, but ask him to please warn me next time he's gonna do something like that, I've had some bad experiences with death magic in the past, and he agrees.
After that, not much happened for awhile, we just let time slip by, getting rested and healed. The day drags by, but we eat and sleep, ignoring the fact that it is light out.