The celestial disk began to spin, and the first track started playing.
A melody designed to evoke happiness would manipulate her mind, likely easing some of her pain.
Elantia’s groans softened, her gaze growing hazy. It seemed to have a hypnotic effect as well, which worked in my favor—I needed to extract a confession.
“Elantia, what happened to Reed?”
“I don’t know…”
“Really? You don’t know?”
“No… All I remember is being forcibly ejected from the dream by him… After that, I don’t know anything…”
I needed to push her for more details and get a clearer answer.
“Reed isn’t waking up from the dream. Why is this happening?”
“Maybe he doesn’t want to leave because the dream is paradise… I love my nightmares so much I’d stay in them forever…”
“Oh, right. For demons, nightmares are pleasant dreams.”
The problem was that Reed was still human.
Corrupted, yes, but human nonetheless.
There’s no way he’d be having…