Chapter 5：Mirror Lake Illusion
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"Everyone in one piece?" Gordon's voice came from her right. Eileen turned to see the others gradually rising, except for Norton who remained motionless. The Starchaser stood twenty meters distant, remarkably intact, but their surroundings had transformed completely—a vast plain carpeted with luminous blue flowers stretched around them, with the silhouette of a settlement twinkling in the distance.
Leo prodded one of the flowers with his gun barrel. "Night-singing orchids—previously thought to exist only in legend. They're said to induce prophetic dreams." He flashed Eileen a mischievous grin. "Care to experiment, Miss Pharmacist?"
"We've crossed dimensional boundaries," Mary said, running her fingers through the strange grass. "Notice how the blades grow downward rather than up… we're at the intersection between memory and reality."
Gordon studied his staff intently. "The Star Tear Stones are directing us toward that settlement." His gaze shifted to Norton's unconscious form with evident suspicion. "Someone orchestrated our arrival."
Kyle's dagger appeared in his hand with startling speed. "Movement approaching."
The grass undulated like water disturbed by an unseen force. A luminous figure rose from the ground—a semi-transparent crystal being no larger than a child, its delicate form resembling traditional fae creatures rather than the malevolent entity that had possessed Norton. It produced melodic sounds like wind chimes, which Mary's crystal ball translated: "Welcome, Chosen Ones. Mirror Lake Town has awaited your arrival for many cycles."
"Chosen for what purpose?" Eileen demanded, instantly wary.
The crystal being pirouetted around her, trailing luminous dust in its wake. "The Starchaser selected you. Now, Mirror Lake shall reveal truths." It drifted toward the distant lights, beckoning them to follow.
The Starchaser refused to activate, forcing them to continue on foot. As they drew closer, Eileen discovered the settlement wasn't built on land at all—it occupied the center of a perfectly circular lake whose surface reflected the starry sky with unnatural clarity, the mirrored heavens below somehow more vivid than those above. A crystalline bridge connected shore to town, each translucent brick engraved with a different name.
"Avoid touching the bridge directly," Mary cautioned. "Those are memory tombstones."
The town sprawled far larger than it had appeared from afar, its architecture spanning countless eras—humble thatched cottages stood alongside soaring crystal towers. Streets teemed with activity, yet something felt profoundly wrong—merchants called their wares in perfect repetition, children chased the same ball in endless loops, even cooking smoke hung in unchanging patterns.
"Memory projections," Mary whispered. "The entire town functions as a vast memory repository."
The crystal guide led them to the central square, dominated by a fountain whose waters defied gravity, flowing upward to form complex three-dimensional images. Closer examination revealed each droplet contained a complete memory fragment—tiny scenes playing out within each suspended sphere of water.
"No living beings inhabit Mirror Lake Town," their guide explained. "We exist as memory aggregates of previous travelers, preserving knowledge of the true path to Everdusk Island." It gestured toward the fountain. "Each visitor must contribute a memory as payment."
Leo snorted derisively. "And if we decline this generous offer?"
The crystal being's expression turned grave—the first genuine emotion it had displayed. "Then you join the permanent collection. Like them." It indicated a cluster of gray shadows at the square's edge, their forms so indistinct they nearly merged with the cobblestones.
Gordon stepped forward. "What manner of memory is required?"
"Your most precious, or your most painful," the being answered. "Mirror Lake decides which."
The fountain's flow abruptly reconfigured, forming an archway of suspended water. The crystal being gestured Eileen forward. "The alchemist goes first. Your memories contain answers Mirror Lake has long sought."
Passing through the water gate felt like walking through a cool silk curtain. Eileen found herself in a perfectly circular chamber whose walls consisted entirely of mirrors, reflecting infinite versions of herself. At the center stood a figure identical to her mother in every detail.
"Make your selection, child," her mother's doppelganger said softly. "Surrender your most deeply buried memory, and receive a fragment of the map to Everdusk Island."
Eileen's heart hammered against her ribs. Was this a test? A trap? "You're not real," she managed, fighting to keep her voice steady. "My mother five years ago—"
"Vanished?" The phantom smiled knowingly. "Because you knocked over that catalyst vial, triggering the laboratory explosion. You've carried that guilt for years, believing yourself responsible."
The words struck Eileen like a physical blow. She had never shared this with anyone—not even Gordon. "Is that the memory you want?"
"No, dear one." The phantom reached out, its fingers brushing Eileen's cheek with terrifying solidity. "I want you to accept that you bear no blame. Your mother's research was inherently volatile—that day's explosion was inevitable."
The mirrors around them shifted, revealing that fateful day: little Eileen playing quietly in the laboratory corner, the blue vial toppling… but this new perspective revealed the truth—the bottle had been knocked over by an energy surge from within. The viewpoint expanded, showing her mother's experimental apparatus already pulsing with dangerous red light before the child had even approached.
"Accept the truth," the apparition whispered, "and free yourself from this memory's chains."
Hot tears streamed down Eileen's face. Five years of crushing guilt and recurring nightmares—all built upon a child's misunderstanding. "I accept," she whispered, her voice breaking.
The mirrors shattered simultaneously, fragmenting into countless motes of light that swirled and reformed into an intricate map. When Eileen reached toward it, the luminous points flowed into her fingertips like liquid starlight. A voice resonated within her mind: "Everdusk Island is not the destination—it is the beginning."
When she emerged back into the plaza, the others crowded around her with concerned expressions. Mary studied her intently. "Your memory architecture… it's been fundamentally reconfigured."
"My turn for the memory strip-search?" Leo asked with forced nonchalance, though Eileen noticed the slight tremor in his usually steady hands.
The crystal being nodded. "The warrior proceeds next."
After Leo disappeared through the watery portal, Eileen showed Gordon the map information she'd received. "Everdusk Island is protected by seven guardians, each representing a primal energy. Mirror Lake Town belongs to the Memory Guardian's domain."
"Seven guardians…" Gordon mused, absently touching his metal eyepatch. "So the Star Tear Stones…"
"Are energy keys," Mary finished. "We're being guided to collect them all, but toward what ultimate purpose?"
Norton suddenly groaned and began convulsing violently. Kyle swiftly pinned him down, pulling aside his collar to examine the crystal mark—it pulsed with ominous light. "The mark calls something," the youth stated tersely.
Gordon quickly pressed a Star Tear Stone against the glowing mark. Upon contact, Norton's eyes flew open—normal human eyes wide with terror. "They're using me as a conduit!" he gasped, clutching Gordon's arm. "The Crystal Folk have fractured into factions—one seeks to unlock Everdusk Island, while the other—"
The water gate exploded outward in a deafening crash. Leo's body hurtled through the debris, landing hard several meters away. Blood covered his torso, his right arm bent at an impossible angle, yet his fist remained tightly clenched around something luminous. "Snagged it," he managed through gritted teeth, uncurling his fingers to reveal a crystal shard containing a miniature dancing flame.
The crystal being emitted a piercing shriek. "You've stolen a core memory!"
The entire town convulsed violently. Buildings liquefied like wax, while the memory-residents transformed into writhing shadow creatures that lunged toward them. Gordon's staff generated a protective barrier, but fractures immediately spiderwebbed across its surface. "Back to the carriage! MOVE!"
They staggered through rapidly disintegrating streets. Eileen supported Leo's weight, alarmed by the unnatural heat radiating from his skin. "What did you see in there?" she couldn't resist asking.
Leo's smile was more grimace than grin. "My past… and my future, it seems." He raised the crystal shard. "The memory of the 'Fire Thief'—supposedly the final key we'll need."
The Starchaser roared to life at their approach, hatches opening automatically. As the final member scrambled aboard, Gordon bellowed the activation command. The carriage shot skyward while below them, Mirror Lake Town imploded completely, revealing a massive swirling vortex composed of countless fragmented memories.
Through the window, Eileen watched Mirror Lake's surface boil furiously, rising to form a colossal humanoid figure of pure water. It reached for them with enormous liquid hands, but the Starchaser surged forward, plunging into a rainbow-hued tunnel that materialized in the air before them.
"Next time," Gordon muttered grimly while examining Leo's injuries, "perhaps consider not stealing from ancient guardians?"
Leo weakly raised his middle finger in response. As Eileen prepared her medicines, she noticed Norton staring at his hands in horror—his fingernails had transformed into semi-transparent azure crystal.
The scholar looked up, meeting her gaze with pure, unfiltered terror. "Eileen… I believe I'm transforming into one of them…"
