An encounter

Everything stops. "Umm, Tohru…"

I notice she sees it, too. Memory-me looks at me. "Umm…I never did that…and my eyes glow blue, they don't look like cat eyes…made of fire."

Past me speaks in a deep, chilling voice. "Doos nook ishnu too lokia."

Tohru gasps. "What?" I ask.

"He…you…past you…just spoke Old Dragon."

"Can you tell me what he said?"

"You are the chosen one."

We jump as he speaks again. "Discathu cthulhu…y bosco."

I look at Tohru. She gulps, and I realize she's ashen-faced. "Translation?"

"Find yourself…and believe."

He speaks one more time, but we're prepared this time. "Anubis descardo."

Tohru translates. “Come forth.”

I start to stand up, but he returns to normal, time resumes, and he gets shredded. Then the helicopter explodes.

She's busy talking to herself. "Poisoned…fire…brutal death…you are indeed a demon faerie."

"What does that mean?"

"We'll…get there."

"Okay."

"Shouldn't the memory end…and also…where exactly is here?"

"I think it includes after my death, too…and here is my Grandpa's house in Burnt Corn, Alabama."

"Oh."

"Oh…look! There I am!"

Wisps of steam leak out of the wreckage. Tohru points out Koba. "Look, there she is!"

When the locket falls, time stops again. Tohru looks at me. "Umm…Noah wha-"

She stops when she sees the ashen face of horror I have. She follows my gaze and pales. The pentagram has reappeared, but it's red. It changes into black smoke, which coalesces into a human-shaped figure. It resolves into…Michiru…but it doesn’t look exactly like her. It’s taller, more…womanly…like an…older Michiru.