The Aftermath


"So our super science team got the information from the pearl we nearly burned to death to get our hands on?" Benedicta had been called into Orania's office who was her mentor at Beacon.

"Hmmm, oh yes Ms.Cornell, that's right we had a meeting today," The ghost suddenly remembered."

"Of course, how many other Almiraj girls do we have around here?" Benedicta rolled her eyes at Orania's absent-mindedness.

"Well, there's Lapi Lacorne, Connie Pointe, Barbara Doe..." Orania listed names off the top of her head. "Anyway, the pearl was created by Richard Cory before his death in a car crash in 1999."

"And that brought the house to life? He must have kept to himself a lot. Though I guess it's kind of sad the house waited 20 years for him never to return. I hope my family doesn't have to wait that long for me to come back." She can't help but to reminded of her own situation.

"That reminds me, we finally got the results of the analysis we did on you as well." Benedicta's comment had suddenly reminded Orania of that.

"You did? Does that mean I can be transformed back to normal?!" Benedicta suddenly sound a lot more interested in the conversation.

"Well it's possible, but there's a bit of an issue. The magic shows similarities to that practiced by the Occult Order of Trimegustus. Meaning it would likely either have to be removed by them or we would need access to the same materials that use to make their mirrors." Orania didn't exactly have the best news for her. Benedicta stood there in silence for a moment before turning around,

"I think I need some time alone." She ran out of the office before she had a chance to burst into tears.