(Still in KaraÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s perspective)
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Okay, keeping this in perspective. Hypothesis one: IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m dreaming.Ã¢â‚¬Â
I was sprawled across LeishaÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s bedroom floor, in a position not unsimilar to that of The Thinker. My hands were at my temples, and I was taking long, deep breaths.
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Solution: Ask Leisha. Leisha, am I dreaming?Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“What? Oh, no, unfortunately.Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Okay then. Hypothesis two: IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m hallucinating.Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Why do none of your hypotheses involve being in real life?Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Shhh, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m getting to that part.Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Okay, maybe youÃ¢â‚¬â„¢re right. Maybe this has a logical explanation.Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“If it does, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d sure like to hear it.Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Okay. Here, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ll ask you some questions. Ã¢â‚¬ËœKay?Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Um. UmmmÃ¢â‚¬Â¦ Have you noticed anything besides the obvious?Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“What do you mean?Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“I mean, like, have you changed in any other ways?Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Um, I donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t think so. I donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t know.Ã¢â‚¬Â
As she looked in my direction, however, I noticed half-inch long fangs protruding from her mouth. I decided not to mention it.
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Okay. Um. Where is Nainiyare?Ã¢â‚¬Â
As I watched, her face grew a tortured expression. Her shoulders raised, and her head fell into her hands. She
stayed this way until I interrupted.
She hissed at me. Ã¢â‚¬Å“DonÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t ask that. Please.Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Okay. But, did you really just hiss at me?Ã¢â‚¬Â
She looked surprised. Ã¢â‚¬Å“Did I?Ã¢â‚¬Â
We sat in silence for a while.
Ã¢â‚¬Å“The real question is, how are you going to go to school like this?Ã¢â‚¬Â
(Dun Dun Dun! High School!