Six months later…
Emily kept having these strange dreams. In her most recent dream. Emily was in her room and a tall girl stood where Emily’s reflection was supposed to be. The girl was blond and she didn’t have a face. Emily stood in front of the mirror in shock. But once the shock wore off, she ran out of the room.
Emily found herself in a field filled with pink grass. It was a sunny day and there wasn’t a single cloud in the sky. Emily wasn’t alone, though. Her aunt Monica was there as well.
“Hello, Emily,” Monica said.
“Aunt Monica, where are we?” Emily asked.
“We’re dreaming, Emily,” Monica said.
“Yes. We’re communicating through dream telepathy.”
Emily examined her surroundings.
“What is this place?” Emily asked.
“This is Oberon,” Monica said. “Your mother and I used to play in this field when we were kids.. But then we fell down a plot hole and we ended up on Earth. We got lost. But eventually, the police found us. They placed us in an orphanage and we were eventually adopted.”
“Why does that sound familiar?”
“It’s because I told you a similar story when you were six years old.”
“What are you saying?”
“Your mother and I are from a planet called Oberon.”
“So, I’m part-alien?”
“Yes, but not in the way you think. Humans inhabit other planets besides Earth. Oberon is just one of them. Anyway, I want to tell you that you have the power to warp reality.”
“Does that mean I can turn water into wine?”
“Yes, and you can do so much more. Most children of Oberon can use their imagination to warp reality. Since your mother and I are from there, you have that power as well. Some children never lose their imagination when they grow up. So they keep their powers. Unfortunately, though, most kids lose their imagination as they get older. Use that power, Emily. Use that power.”
The next morning, as Emily was in her room, and she looked in the mirror.
“If I have powers, then I have red hair,” Emily said to herself.
Emily focused on her hair, and it slowly turned red.
“Holy crap!” Emily said. “I really do have powers!”
Emily took photos of herself on her phone. She even took a few photos of herself with her hair over her face, so she could have an idea of what her hair looked like from behind. Once Emily finished taking photos of herself, she flipped her hair back and she turned it back to black.
Meanwhile, Martha was in the kitchen, pacing back and forth.
“Honey, what’s wrong?” Larry asked.
“It’s Monica,” Martha said. “Her doctor’s releasing her from the mental hospital. Apparently she showed signs of improvement once she found religion.”
“Huh, you would think religion would keep her in the mental hospital.”
“This is serious! Anyway, Monica’s landlord evicted her from her apartment, since she couldn’t pay the rent, but she’s not staying here. I’ll pay for her to stay at a motel until she gets back on her feet.”
“Are you nuts?”
Martha looked at Larry with murder is her eyes.
“Sorry, wrong choice of words,” Larry said.
Later that day, Martha used the reality engine to see what could happen once Monica was released from the mental hospital. On the screen, Martha saw Monica and a woman whom she has never seen before. She was wearing a vest with a strange-looking crest on it. The woman also had blue lips and she had ice in her long dark hair.
“We’ve finally have our hands on the reality engine,” the woman said. “It’s all thanks to that little girl.”
Was that woman talking about Emily? Martha used the reality engine to find out; she spent the next few days using the reality engine to spy on Emily. The first thing Martha saw was Emily and Jenny eating lunch together in the cafeteria.
“Why don’t you stand up for yourself?” Jenny asked.
“I don’t know,” Emily said. “I don’t want to get in trouble.”
“So what if you do? If you stand up for yourself, Carrie will leave you alone.”
“I don’t understand why she’s picking on me.”
“It’s because you’re a loner. Look, she picks on you when there’s so much you can say about her. Carrie wears the same stupid-looking sweater every day.”
“I know, right. It looks like her grandma knitted it.”
The next day, at lunchtime, Emily made her way to the cafeteria, but Carrie blocked her way.
“Give me your lunch money,” Carrie said.
“No,” Emily said in a soft voice.
An uneasy silence filled the hallway.
“What did you just say?” Carrie asked.
“I’m not giving you my lunch money,” Emily said nervously.
Carrie grabbed Emily by the shirt and pinned her against the locker. But Emily didn’t show any fear. Instead, she gave Carrie a sinister smile.
“The fuck are you smiling at?” Carrie asked.
Suddenly, Carrie noticed her hand turning purple. Carrie let go of Emily, and she rolled up her sleeve, just to see that her arm was turning purple as well.
“Hey, Carrie is turning purple,” a student said. “She looks like a giant grape.”
“I never did like fruits,” another student said.
All of the students who were in the hall laughed at Carrie.
“Let’s see what life would be like if you’ve never existed,” Emily said.
Carrie was about to hit Emily, but she slowly vanished into thin air.