Jason shook his head. He'd seen weird things in his time working with Sophia, but this was a whole new level. Adja was talking to Martin, who presumably was not actually Martin. Lixi was worthless now, and had apparently passed out. And, to top it all off, they were stuck in some damn doctors office because of some invisible threat that only seemed to affect the half of the party he cared the least about. Every minute that passed was another minute for Sophia to get further away, and for the them to get closer to some horrible death at the hands of angels or zombies or god knows what else.

He scoffed loudly at the thought of 'god'. If what Lixi was saying was true, he was the one that set this whole mess into motion. Why couldn't he fix it? "Some great being you must be." he murmured as he spun one of the heavy, uncomfortable looking waiting room chairs around to face out the window. He could care less what 'Not Martin' and Adja had to talk about. It was all horse shit and mumbo jumbo to him anyway. He slid the duffel off his shoulder and set to work gingerly unwrapping his new laptop, hoping to be able to seal it back up should he still have to get wet. Movement outside caught his attention, and he watched for a while as one of the disoriented zombies shuffled into view. Jason worked faster to retrieve his little hand gun in the event that the creature proved to be an actual problem.


Lixi, floating almost liquidly to Martins side, seeming almost to gush up next to him like a wave, crashing gently, and warmly against his form, engulfing him with her arms and her presence. She could do what she pleased here, defy her physical bounds, even make herself as warm as a normal human would be to his perception. "Hush dear, hush. It's all alright for now. Come sit with me and I'll explain." In this place, all the harsh jadedness of her usual self didn't exist. She could be as feminine and delicate as she chose, motherly almost. A soft, sleeveless gown of soft cotton muslin fluttered about her legs in an in perceivable breeze as she led him by the hand thru the tree's and low desert brush.

The oasis was surprisingly bright within the trees, and the light of the moon danced off the rippling surface of the water, even though the water was still and had nothing to disturb it's serene surface. The reflected light shimmered and danced across the trees around them and both their faces. "Someday, I'll bring you back here when there's time for me to truly show you all the beauty of this place. Now, sadly ,there's little time, and much you need to hear in it." She sat at the waters edge, on a large, smooth rock that overhung the small pool that was a symbol of life itself. The reflections of two large, polished statues of a deep black marble splayed across the water, casting the only real shadows in the whole pace. Lixi paused to stair at them for a moment. It had taken her decades of sleep and meditation to carve them into her dreams. Her two lost guardians from the real world, immortalized as the silent guardians of her dreams. The whimsical face of broad shouldered angel, dressed in the leather battle harness of the ancient Egyptians watched the water, for he had been here in real life, and never foresaw the danger beyond their little space. A proud Native American warrior in his fully adorned bone armor and battle painted body faced away from them, out into the desert, for he had always watched away, and failed to see the threat coming from within.

Lixi sighed and motioned for martin to sit with her. Staring into the dark cave at the bottom of the pools depths, she pondered where to begin. "You're not crazy Martin... she's real, and she's been with you for a very, very long time"