Return

//Jen puts her hands on Scribe’s body and allows Scrive to renter it.//

/The decay stopped... can we put scribe back in now?\

{Alright, we’ve got her. I’ll be seeing you.}

{Alright... I’ll pull her in.} //She holds on to Scribe’s hand and concentrates.//

//There’s no response from Scribe.//

{Yeah....} //Now that she sees Scribe’s condition, she seems very worried. She kneels down next to the writer.// {Scribe? Can you hear me?}

((oh derp)) {I’m Margin’s anxiety. Nice to meet you.}

//After a moment of silence,Jen opens her eyes.// {...Hey Illyria. Ghost filled me in.}

/Alright. I’ll see if Jen will talk to me...\

*None of us do. But....* //She trails off, eyes widening.// *Wait. Where’s Unwritten?*

/Out if the question, Creek. We need to figure out something else.\

/We need a bargain. What could be more valuable to her than Scribe’s death?\

*She basically said to let her die.* //Absoleen growls.// *That can’t happen! Not again.*

/Did the cat give you any clue what to do?\

/Of course. For now let’s just give her some space to breathe.\

//There’s a loud crash before Absoleen returns to the living room. She’s panting heavily, shaking as her eyes go to Scribe.// *Any change?*

/If push comes to shove I can get Jen to let her consciousness into our mind. She won’t die.\