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this ancient magic,
but if it does not work, the effort will kill her.’ A male voice replies”
    “They’re right next to me now,” Emily told Dr. Lewis. “I can
feel a hand on my arm.”
    “ ‘That is inevitable. If the effort does not kill her,
then we will have to. She knows too much. She will thwart our plans,’ the female says.”
    “What do you know, Emily?” Dr. Lewis questioned.
    “I don’t know. I have no idea what they’re talking about,”
Emily explained.
    “What’s happening now?”
    “ ‘What must I do?’ the woman asks.”
    “ ‘Nothing for the moment,’ the man answers. ‘Just
stand aside. According to what’s written here, only one person is needed
to perform this magic.’ ”
    “ ‘I have an ill feeling about this,’ the woman tells
the man. ‘ We should have killed her and made it look like an accident. We
could have made it appear as though she slipped and banged her head’ .”
    “ ‘It would bring bad luck, I believe’ , the man
responds.”
    “ ‘But to rely on the word of an old fool is madness,
Lionel’ , the woman says.”
    “Lionel?” Dr. Lewis questioned. “Who is Lionel?”
    “I don’t know. I’ve never met anyone by that name,” Emily
replied.
    “Are you sure?” Dr. Lewis pushed.
    “I don’t remember,” Emily answered.
    “ ‘Nephlus may have been an old fool, but he knew how to
do things that most people could not even dream of,’ the man says.”
    Suddenly, in Emily’s memory, she was being pushed onto her
back. She let out a sob.
    “What’s happening now?” Dr. Lewis asked.
    “I have been pushed backwards, and there’s something heavy
on my chest. The man is speaking in a strange tongue, chanting in a foreign
language. I can’t understand what he’s saying,” Emily cried. “It feels like I’m
wrapped in a metal jacket that is becoming tighter and tighter, restricting my
breathing.”
    “What else, Emily,” the doctor demanded.
    “He’s chanting louder now, and the hem of my dress is
growing past my ankles. I’m finding it so hard to breathe. It’s becoming
tighter still…” she trailed off, panting.
    “Keep going, Emily,” Dr. Lewis coaxed.
    “The chanting continues,” Emily moaned loudly. “My ribs are
going to burst…pain…chanting…pushing harder. I can’t…I can’t breathe…so much
pain—”
    “EMILY!” Dr. Lewis yelled into the darkness, her voice shaken.
“Emily,” she called softer, “I’m going to count backwards from three. When you
hear me say ‘ one ’ you will awaken, okay? Here we go…three…two…one.”
    Emily opened her eyes and blinked rapidly, trying to adjust
her eyesight to the darkness, trying to make out the shapes around the room.
    Dr. Thompson walked across the room and hit the overhead
light. He and Dr. Lewis both stared silently at Emily, both holding their
breath, utter shock apparent on their faces. “Are you alright?” he stammered
after a moment of silence.
    “I…I don’t know,” Emily replied. “Dr. Lewis, what was that?”
    “I wish I knew,” the doctor answered. “You said something
about ancient magic, so my only guess is that you’ve confused a real memory
with a movie you’ve seen, or a story you’ve heard.”
    “It felt so real,” Emily remarked.
    “I’m sure it did, but it was just a movie that you’ve seen,
probably as a child. It must have frightened you so much that the memory buried
itself firmly in your subconscious.”
    “I don’t think so,” Emily said with conviction. She threw
her shaky legs off the reclining chair and stood upright.
    “I’d like you to come back in a couple—”
    Emily cut Dr. Lewis off. “I’m going on a business trip. I’ll
call you when I get back,” she said pointedly, not trying to hide the rudeness
in her voice.
    She left the room quickly without saying goodbye, and called
Cappy from her cell phone.
    “What happened?” Cappy asked, rushing down the hall to meet
her. She threw her arms around her visibly