Darkside 21 

Tears flooded the Professors eyes. 

“Its all gone. All the work.” He said. 

“What the hell is going on?” Tina explained. 

The professor had no answers for her. 

“Can you help her? Maybe she can tell us what happened.” Tina said. 

The professor knelt beside Phyllis. 

“She’s burned badly. It’s good she isn’t conscious. 

Tina heard something. 

“Shh. Do you hear that?” Tina looked around. She followed the whimpering around the barn. 

A small boy about 2 years was curled in a ball behind a hay stack. He was wearing a pair of jeans, a blue and red shirt, and red sneakers. He looked just like Avery did in the picture she had. 

“Shh. It’s okay.” Tina picked up the scared but unharmed child. At the sound of her touch and voice he opened his beautiful blue eyes. She noticed the rune mark on his arm was identical to hers and Avery’s. 

She carried him back around the barn. 

Bette knelt beside Phyllis pouring a potion into her mouth.

“Bette!” Tina had never been happier to see anything else. Bette’s face lit up. Bette ran over to her and hugged her tightly. 

“What are you doing here?” Tina couldn’t hold the tears back. 

“Avery sent me. I think.” Bette answered. 

“She sent me as well.” Tina said. They walked together over to Phylis. 

“Who is this?” Bette asked. 

“I found him behind the barn, and look.” Tina showed Bette his arm. Bette’s eyes filled with tears.

“She’s waking.” The Professor yelled. 

“What happened here?” Bette asked.

“They came. They took them.” She said. 

“Who did they take?” Bette knelt beside her. 

“Your daughters.” Phyllis looked at Bette and then to Tina and the boy. 

“She’s delusional. She said the same thing to me.” Tina said. 

“She’s not delusional. I’ll explain everything in minute. Where did they take them?” Bette asked. 

“Mt Ingle.” She said. 

“Do you know why they wanted them, and how did they subdue Avery?” Bette asked. 

“Turn them to the Darkside. Tip the scale in their favor. They shot her with a taser, injected her with the poison.” She said quietly. 

“Wait. Who’s child is this?” Tina asked. 

“He is your. . . . son.” She said with her last breath.