*After the world turned a blinding white, Clare found herself in Alka's bedroom, with Alka lying in bed as another her begins to apply the Holy water*
(I noticed it while typing my post, and somehow it got sent before I could change it.

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Clare, seeing this, lowered her ears. Clearly, the spellcaster wasn't all that smart; this was no nightmare of hers. As a matter of fact, it sort of pissed her off that he'd think she'd find this scary. She'd had five days to come to grips with it, and the events of Alka's death no longer scared her. All this did was make her feel sad...
But then, Alka's symptoms started kicking in... and all she could do was watch. Clare struggled and closed her eyes, trying to shut it out.
The crat girl grinned widely and pulled Setcho close. "That makes two of us," she said, kissing Setcho deeply.