Catching sight of herself in the mirror, she started to vomit.
What is happening...
She never noticed the black, formless shadow appearing next to her until she heard the eyelids slide up violently, and rough hands reached out and pulled her out of the grey mist into darkness.
What is this... I have seen this before... it is so familiar and yet so different...
Something large and shapeless, flowing like a blood-covered sky, swam past and circled around her. Orbs of light blinked in and out of existence as a Voice echoed within her skull.
Give it to me! It is mine!
Her eyes danced from side to side, her head was splitting, sweat was dripping down her neck and face, everything was hot and cold, everything hurt with a screaming pain, but she couldn't seem to make her mouth move to do it.
GIVE IT TO ME OR SHE WILL KILL US BOTH!!
For a moment Paul didn't know where he was, who he was and what he was. He wasn't even sure if he was at all.
"Don't you see that you're having a fit? I have to put her between your teeth so you don't swallow your tongue."
A readheaded man was standing above him, talking to him.
"Who are you?", Paul asked.
"Oh dear, I'm your mother of course. Don't you remember?"
"What are you talking about... where am I... what is going on..."
"Don't fight it, don't resist it. It will be over soon and then we will be togather."
All of a sudden the readheaded man started to scream. His head was twitching and changing its shape. For a moment it resembled Paul's head, but when it changed to Maya's head it stopped shaking. Paul remembered again where he was. He was still on the ground and Maya's blade was still cutting through his flesh... or so he thought. When he looked down he didn't see a blade but Maya's body having turned into a mass of different colors trying to enter his body through his skin.
Indigo. Vermilion. Rust. Mahogany.
Different minds collided, clashed at each other, pushed each other back... and then the door opened. Paul barely kept his eyes open. He was tired, he had no strength left. Maya slowly turned her head to look back at the door. A man was standing in the doorway.
"You won't get Tal'shen. You won't get her body. You won't get me. You won't defeat us. You won't kill us. I won't let you. We won't let you.", said the female voice.
The readheaded man entered the room, the remains of Lysanna's thoughts pulsating in his mind.