"My name is Austin."
He chuckled and wiped away his panicked tears with his free hand; Austin was currently holding the other.
"I'm Abel."
"But you like being called Abby, right?
Abel looked down. "To be completely honest, I would be preferred to be called that, but nobody knows."
Things began to click in Austin's mind. Figuring that he, she, didn't want to talk about that right now, he asked another question: "And you can do astral projection?"
Abel shyly nodded. "I only got the hang of it about six months ago."
"I've always been able to see things," Austin explained. "If that answers anything on your side."
Abel nodded again. "You really startled me that first night."
Austin chuckled. "You scared me too."
The two laughed softly together.
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Projection
General FictionIt's not so bad when you have someone there for you. Kinda.
