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I awake with a start. It is early, perhaps near dawn. Did I hear something to jar me from my fitful dreams? I listen, but hear nothing. Something woke me, I am sure of it now, but I’m unable to put my finger on it. Pulling the blankets back, I sit up. I feel something that makes me hurt inside. The sensation is new and not overpowering, but a little disturbing. I go to my bathing room and run cool water into a basin, splashing my face. The feeling is still there. Perhaps it will go away with breakfast. After washing and dressing, I make my way to the cooking fires to prepare breakfast for Missy and myself. I carry the tray of breads and fruits to her room. I knock. I knock again. Opening the door, I glance inside, ready to retreat if she is still sleeping. I panic. Missy is not in her room. Flinging open the door, I put the tray down. Her bed is made. I check the washing room which is also empty. I check my room just in case. Not there. I run to my parents’ room with my heart thrashing in my chest.

“Where is she?” I cry without preamble. “Where is she?”

Mother comes to me and tries to calm my fears. “She left this morning before dawn. She has started her quest.”

“I don’t understand. What quest? Why didn’t she tell me? Who is protecting her?” I look in turn to each as I question them. I can’t think straight. The hurt inside is growing, increasing with my panic.

“Charlie, Missy has gone on a quest to become a monster. I explained to her what happened to you when you touched her. She wants you to be as you were. As she completes the tasks of her quest, she will gain traits of a monster, strengths and abilities you probably take for granted. She will grow stronger, and so will you.”

I am reeling from the news. Did I want her to become a monster like me? Somehow, I always envisioned myself as a human for her. Staggering toward the window, I look out into the distance. I scan the horizon for any sign of her. She’s gone. My human is gone. 

“Who’s protecting her?” I ask not looking at them.

“This is a quest she must complete on her own, Charlie,” Mother says.

I whirl in a rage. “You sent her into our world alone?” I let out a stream of curses as the hurt inside turns to nausea.