Control is something that I lack in spades. Even now, as I grasp as the web of immortality, I still lack control. The world knows this, and it seeks to exploit this gap in my mental armor. I fear that Beth can sense my weakness, and above all, I fear that she will turn on me.

“Easy darling, take some time to rest, you can’t keep doing this forever.” She cooed.

”Wouldn’t it be better if I were to keep going?” I asked.

”Determination will eventually grow stale. That drive, that flame that you have, it will burn out if you keep going.” Beth answered.

I groaned and ceased my concentration as the web faded from view. Groaning, I looked over to Beth, she looked back at me and smiled. I could barely see her tail swaying beneath her, and I laughed.

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”I have a few questions for you.” I said, with a hint of anxiety in my voice.

”Go ahead darling, ask away.” Beth smiled.

”Can you sense my fear?” I asked, as the fear bubbled in the back of my throat.

”No, or at least, I can’t when you aren’t talking to me. Now I can, I can hear it in your voice, it’s almost palpable.” Beth answered.

”Good, now for the next question. Would you betray me?” I said.

”Darling, why would I ever betray you? I have nothing to gain from doing so, and besides, it wouldn’t be any fun.” She cooed.

”I’m going to pretend like I didn’t hear that last bit.” I chuckled.

“It’s better that way, for both of us.” Beth smiled.

I simply nodded and returned my focus to the strands. My concentration growing as I closed my eyes. My mind spreading out so as to pierce the web, pierce the veil, between life and death. Either I figure out the answer soon, or I die trying.