The Tower and Doctor Strange

Fors lay on her bedroom floor, her lashes fluttering as her eyes slowly opened. The full moon hung high outside the window, a disk brimming with crimson light. Its usual thin, hazy veil of red had become a deep, blood-colored glow.

I'm alive. I didn't lose control... That wasn't a dream. A mysterious, powerful Mr. Fool really saved me... Fors sat up and examined herself. Her hair had grown a little longer and thicker, but she found nothing else unusual.

She had just breathed a sigh of relief when, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted someone on the bed watching her!

Fors shrieked and tried to stand. But after lying in such an awkward position, her legs had gone numb. Her attempt went badly wrong, and she dropped to her knees with a thud. The pain in her kneecaps nearly brought tears to her eyes.

Watching her friend's little "performance" after waking up, Xio felt all her excitement and relief vanish. All that remained was, as Abner would put it, the urge to make a snide remark.

"What on earth are you doing?" Xio rubbed her forehead, then had to hop off the bed and pull Fors up.

Once Fors saw who was in the room by the moonlight, she complained in an aggrieved voice, "Xio, why are you here? You scared me!"

I thought Mr. Fool had used his connection to me to descend into the Real World...

"The Blood Moon came out all of a sudden. I was afraid those strange murmurs you hear would get worse and something might happen to you, so I ran back to check. But when I came in, I found you curled up on the floor! I was worried sick. Luckily, after checking you over, I found you'd only