A Scripta

Lodestar watched helplessly as Mason – no longer Nate, who seemed lost within his own self – felt elated when he heard that Styrm had escaped prison. He’ll find me, he’ll know I’ll help him, he’ll break me out and—

No, he won’t.

Lodestar and Mason both realized it at the same time. They both realized that he would never be released from the asylum, and both realized they would live long lives here. Lodestar knew now he had waited far too long. However it didn’t mean he would permanently give up. As long as he lived, he would watch for another chance to change him. He knew Dais’ke was the last link. At Dais’ke’s look of anger, Lodestar felt the link snap.

Now Lodestar knew he had free reign. All he needed to do was begin concentrating on this new Mason creature living inside this body, to work with it to exorcise it, change it or—

Then darkness crushed him.
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Agent Nyx watched as the three people who were visiting Greene teleported away. He knew from Masonry’s files that the man could turn to stone, but when he did, he breathed. This time he turned to stone and sunk into the ground, not breathing.

As the PPD officer disappeared, Nyx went over the rise, summoning the asylum personnel who had been within shouting distance. He knew a simple stethoscope would go through the rock, so he had already sensors for Kheldian essences and human heat. Nothing registered.

He asked for further monitors and sensors. Whatever could be portable was brought up, even some mining equipment and other gadgets that they had used to find trapped miners by sensing body heat through miles of rock. Finally, at 3 a.m., Nyx noticed the humans around him were exhausted, so he set some permanent monitors around Greene and headed to the office to make his report.

One of the asylum personnel looked back at the stone set into the hill and said, “Looks like a tombstone.”