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Penny stopped as Odessa spoke up against her going off alone to avenge Caelea. She was right. Penny knew she was right. Penny wouldn’t willingly admit it outloud, but she knew she wasn’t the smartest person around and even then she could tell that her idea was a stupid one. Only, it didn’t matter. It didn’t matter if it was dumb. It didn’t matter if it was suicidal. Penny had to go after that thing, and she had to kill it. She wasn’t worried that the others wouldn’t come along with her if she asked; she was worried that they would come along. 

[color=goldenrod]“Odessa, handling weird is kind of what I do,”[/color] said Penny, turning to catch Odessa’s look of horror as her hand weaponized into an array of barbs. At first Penny thought Odess was threatening her, but then she heard the footsteps too. She turned with her heart in her throat as she heard the eerily familiar voice. A smile of recognition appeared on her face. It couldn’t be! A warmth flowed through her body as she swelled with happiness and relief. How was this possible?

[color=goldenrod]“Lynette!”[/color] shouted Penny as she jumped down a step to give the girl a hug.

[i]"... Why’d you let her kill me?"[/i]

Penny flinched and froze a few steps above her friend. This had to be a trick, and it was a goddamn mean one. She placed her hand over her second sigil, the one that had once been Lynette’s, and cast the phantom of her friend a suspicious look. This place wasn’t just weird. It was hell, and it was torturing her. Penny drew in a ragged breath as she dropped a hand down to her bag. Odessa had said that all Awakened became Apparitions, but this felt wrong. 

[color=goldenrod]“She wouldn’t say that,”[/color] hissed Penny, as much to herself as it was to Lynette. Her hand shook. Even if Penny still blamed herself for her friend’s death, she knew Lynette had forgiven her. Lynette had even forgiven her killer, which was something even Penny couldn’t bring herself to do. Still, she hesitated, glaring at this Lynette through narrow eyes. 

[color=goldenrod]“What the fuck are you?”[/color]