Unnamed Journal Volume 2, Issue 3 - Page 38

Lost in the Strange, Cold Pleasures of the Night then the bus moved on through the intersection and away from the store. Emily shrugged. The bus stopped across the street from her family's farm. Emily got off the bus, crossing the road to the farm's driveway. As the bus pulled away she heard someone shout, "Emily!" She turned to see who called, but none of the bus's windows were open. The bus began rolling down the road. As she watched it drive away, Emily could almost swear she saw Jack waving to her through the emergency door's window. She stared after the bus until it was out of sight. Then walked down the driveway toward home. Emily waved to her mom, who was checking the fencing on one of the paddocks. She'd join her mom shortly. After changing into some beat up work clothes, she went into the bathroom to brush her hair into place. Staring back at her from the other side of the mirror was Jack's smiling face. "I called out to you. Did you see me?" Emily screamed. Jack spoke soothingly to her from his silvered window. Emily stopped hyperventilating, yet thought it prudent to slap her cheek a few times. "What's going on?" She said, once she was sure she was awake. "Nothing, really. I had a little free time so I thought I'd say hi." "No, I mean, I don't understand what's happening right now," Emily said, trying to keep her voice from shaking. "I didn't know this could happen as part of the spell. Until just now, I wasn't even sure whether or not last night had actually happened." Jack looked a little chagrined. "Well, I can tell you that everything last night definitely happened. You summoned me; we introduced ourselves, and then you asked me to make love to you, which I did. Now, I'm waiting for you to tell me what to do next. Also, if it isn't too much trouble, could you tell me how long you intend to keep me around? Being summoned like this is affecting my personal life." "What do mean?" Emily's head was swimming: Magic worked. Magic got her a boyfriend. Magic helped her lose her virginity. But magic wasn't making any sense right now. "All right, let's start with what you've done up until this point. After that we can talk about what that means for me," Jack said with a sigh. "So you cast a spell. To start it, you ritualistically built the effigy- I believe you call this particular kind a 'scarecrow'- as a stand in for the spirit you summoned. That's me. Once you finished building the scarecrow with some of yourself inside it, you had to create a link to my world. You did that by concentrating intensely on the kind of spirit you wanted to summon while focused on the effigy. All of the combined ritual energy hit a peak when you climaxed. Am I right so far?" Emily nodded. "Good," said Jack. "Shortly after you left, I was transported to your world, and the effigy was transported to mine. Because this summoning relies on a physical link between the effigy and the summoner, I knew where to