Sonata rarely had cause to visit the main floor of her building, preferring to keep to her own rented office space upstairs. Like her patients, she generally preferred privacy. But her patients had been more distracted than usual lately, reporting a wide variety of confusing phenomena upon entering the building, ever since it had been purchased by the mysterious new owners, and the bank that used to occupy the ground floor became… something else. She still wasn't sure what, exactly, that was, even now that she was sitting in the middle of it, having come down to see for herself, and perhaps file a complaint. Not that she expected such a submission on her part would end up anywhere but the trash bin. There was far more at play here than mere unruly neighbors. The person she'd been directed to speak with was almost certainly not a person, although he looked more like one than most of the others in attendance. She thought about bringing up the elephant in the room, which was certainly not an elephant, but she felt its many eyes following her, and though it didn't appear to have ears, she suspected it could hear every word she said, if not also her thoughts. Best to be cordial, she thought, explain the situation politely, request courtesy in the future, and get the hell out of there as quickly as possible. After all, she couldn't be sure that these not-quite-people hadn't once been actual people, who'd maybe wandered in to use an ATM that was no longer there and found themselves unwilling or unable to leave, as some hideous influence began to silently transform their cells, a slowly gathering exponential flood of derangement…
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Many girls in many dimensions, one mysterious piece of jewelry…

Anya
Anya, directing a music video on her first night shoot…
Pherusa
Pherusa doesn't yet own her own guitar, but finds that wherever she goes, she somehow always ends up with one anyway…
Flynne
Flynne, assuring a potential customer that she would not have traveled nearly so far if she was just another purveyor of crystals that don't actually work…
Saffron
What Saffron missed most about smoking was having a reason to compel her to take smoke breaks. So she started feeding the birds…
Quinne
Quinne walked alone in the wilderness, initially in an attempt to forget her troubles—troubles acquired during her previous attempt to not be alone. But the further she wandered, the more she felt she was moving toward something unknown rather than away from anything she knew…
Cherry
Once Cherry finally gave in to its constantly whispered requests and wore the black ring to cheerleading practice, things escalated quickly…
Augusta
Augusta, haunted by the many ghosts of her childhood…
Lucia
Lucia preferred the tranquility of the underwater world to the hectic, more populated surface. She'd worked with the Ocean Reef Group, helping to maintain Nemo's Garden, an agricultural experiment off the coast of the Italian Riviera that grew samples of land-based crops in underwater greenhouses called biospheres. But after storms & the pandemic cut off access to the project for months, the team was pared back to a skeleton crew, & she was cut loose. Not long into her hunt for a new job, she was contacted by a company called Reprion & recruited to work on their research submarine, the Thalassa. Eager to get back underwater, she didn't ask as many questions as she probably should have…
Samara
Samara was charged with protection of the sacred forest. Since early childhood, she had been trained by the Coven in the ancient ways of her peoples' magic. The Dozen Mothers took turns guiding her through the dark woods, each imparting her own share of esoteric knowledge, gradually imbuing her with the power required to hear the breathing of the trees, to communicate in birdsong, to summon lightning from the clouds. Eventually, she began to feel the forest as an extension of herself, or rather, that she herself was an extension of the forest…
Ariadne
Ariadne, navigating the labyrinth…
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