When My Fist Clenches, Crack It Open - Chapter 117
“My nightmares,” he says, not wanting to leave the thought unfinished. “Do you think they’ll ever stop?”
“With time, yes,” Ptonomy says. “Dreams are our mind’s way of processing our experiences. Getting closure, forgiveness, resolution for your trauma should help a lot.” He pauses, considering something. Then he gives David a serious look. “David. You’re aware that— The nightmares you’ve experienced— Farouk created or manipulated them.”
“He used to,” David says. “But he’s out now.”
“Shit,” Dvd mutters, and Divad elbows him again. Dvd elbows him back.
David has a sinking feeling. It’s unpleasantly familiar. “This is one of those things you didn’t want to tell me, right?” He thought they were done with those, but of course there’s more. His life is a bottomless pit of awful things people don’t want to tell him.
Ptonomy considers the question. “Let’s call it— One of the things you didn’t want to tell yourself.”
When My Fist Clenches, Crack It Open - Chapter 116
“We’ve faced a lot of crises since this started. I know this is a bad one, but we have to do the same thing we’ve been doing. We have to keep doing the work.” At the general air of dismay, Ptonomy continues. “I think Farouk realized something when he was inside Kerry. He saw that she was a physical projection.”
“Melanie said one of us wasn’t real,” Kerry says, her eyes locked on Cary’s body.
“That was the monster’s truth,” Ptonomy warns. “You’re both real, just like Dvd and Divad are as real as David. You’re a system like them, and your mutant powers need to be understood in that context. Cary, you used to believe Kerry hid inside you. Now we can look at that differently. Your powers didn’t allow Kerry to hide, they gave her a way to come out.”
‘And now I’m trapped,’ Cary thinks.
“We’ll get you out again,” Ptonomy promises.
When My Fist Clenches, Crack It Open - Chapter 115
“We want to do soul tests,” Kerry says, obviously excited. “Is that okay?”
“Sure,” Syd says. “Ah, what do you need?”
“We understand the body, and mostly understand the mind,” Cary says, as he types on his keyboard. “But the soul is— Quite honestly we know very little except that it exists. Your powers are our best hope for analyzing its properties.”
“And then we want you to swap with us,” Kerry says, eagerly.
“Kerry,” Cary cautions.
“Cary, we need to know,” Kerry insists. “Either we have one soul or two. I need to understand us and I can’t do that until we figure this out.”
Cary makes a displeased noise, but doesn’t argue. “We have to get everyone’s tests done first. We don’t know how the swap will affects us. It made David feel strange for weeks and we don’t understand why. Quite honestly, Syd, we should have studied your powers much sooner. But David and Oliver and— Well. A lot of things fell by the wayside.”