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Edgar texted Delphia to see if she had a contact in Idaho so we could find out if the “reader” psychic was still around. I couldn’t understand why they didn’t have overlapping Discord servers or some other method of staying in touch. If this killer had been in another state or another country before coming to Texas, we might never find out.
While we ate, I questioned Edgar and Greg about Wonders and different types of magic carriers. I was dying to ask about the connection between Greg and me, but I saved that topic for another time.
Eventually Edgar pushed back from the table. “Let me go meditate for a few minutes to clear my head, and then I’ll attempt to call a vision. What is the most vital thing we want to know?”
I glanced at Greg before saying, “What the fog killer is. Right?”
Edgar shook his head. “Even with a bond, I can’t see someone’s identity if I’ve never met them. And if the fog monsterhas a human form, I’ll probably only see someone who looks like a generic human.”
Greg said, “You could try to seewherethe fog monster is.”
The three of us looked at each other and shrugged.
I said, “I can’t think of anything better.”
We stood up. Edgar headed for what I assumed was the guest bedroom.
“I’ll lower the lights in here,” said Greg. He told me, “Not every Seer needs to meditate or have dim lighting to call a vision, but Edgar finds it helpful.”
I put the takeout containers in the kitchen trash bin while he walked around and turned off every light except one small table lamp.
After a few minutes, Edgar came back and sat in the center of the couch, putting his wine glass and his phone on the coffee table in front of him. Greg and I flanked him in the armchairs. I had to admit, with the low lighting, the blue and green color scheme made it seem like we were sitting in some Caribbean ocean grotto. Greg, of course, looked like some sort of seductive sea god.
Edgar said, “Cal, what I will do now is concentrate on the question of where the fog monster is. At the same time I will open up my magic, so it can show me the vision.”
That didn’t mean anything to me, but I guessed it was good to know.
Edgar put his hands in his lap, closed his eyes, and breathed in and out in a regular rhythm. I wished I’d asked how long this would take.
Greg and I stared tensely at Edgar, waiting for a sign he was having a vision. I actually had no idea what that looked likefrom the outside. All of mine were in my sleep, and I’d never had a sleepover with anyone. Sex, when I decided it was worth the effort, was about getting off and getting out. I didn’t cuddle, and I didn’t fall asleep.
Edgar sat up straight, his eyes almost bugging out. He gasped, then blinked and rubbed his chest.
I leaned forward. “Are you alright?”
He shuddered and put his arms around himself. “No, I’m not. There isn’t just one fog monster. There are at least three.”
ON THE TEXAS DMS DISCORD SERVER
MONDAY, MARCH 27
Greg_DM_Central_TXMarch 27 at 7:34pm
Listen up, y’all. I’m sure you saw Delphia’s post about Thomas Baird being killed. His is the second Wonder death we can attribute to the same killer. Cal had a vision of the first one last week, and the police found a bag belonging to that victim in the location Cal saw in his vision.
All we know so far is that the victims were both on their own, outdoors in a rural location. In both of Cal’s visions the killer created some sort of fog, but we’re not sure what its purpose was.
Edgar’s going to try to call a vision this evening – I’ll let you know if it tells us anything.
Here’s what we need to know from you:
1) Have any of your Wonders died or disappeared under unknown circumstances?
2) Do you have contacts in neighboring states or Mexico that you can ask the same question to?
3) Without panicking anybody, are there any older Wonders in your districts you can talk to and see if they’ve ever heard of a Wonder with the ability to generate fog?
Thanks
