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“This place feels off,” said Mini, pressing closer to Aru. “And do you smell that?” She did. A sharp, acrid scent, like overheated rubber or charred leaves. She wrinkled her nose and covered her face with her sleeve. “It smells like something was burned,” said Aru. “Or…someone.”
Engraved on the door was: MADAME BEE ASURA, HEAD STYLIST.
Big, comfy salon chairs lined the walls. But instead of a mirror in front of each chair, there was a portrait. Each one was of a beautiful woman. And yet…they didn’t look very happy…. Because they were frozen in the middle of screaming.
Aru elbowed her in the ribs and said, “We didn’t mean to, but we could get one?” Aru wanted to spend more time with the stunning woman. Just being around her made her feel entranced. She had an overwhelming desire to please this person.
Medusa style
Aru knew why Mini’s tone had changed. They had started off talking about Mini’s feelings, and now they were back to talking about Aru. But Aru couldn’t help herself. There was so much she didn’t know…and so much she wanted to know.
Aru is observant of Minis feelings
One glance around immediately told her they’d come to the right place. These people were definitely not alive. One person was on fire. He yawned and went back to poking at the inside of a toaster with a fork with a very sheepish expression on his face. Then there was a very sunburned-looking couple in hiking gear sporting some nasty bruises and scratches. And beside Aru, moving quickly and calmly, was a bald girl in a hospital gown clutching a silk rabbit. Everyone was packed tightly together, and the crowd kept growing.
“Just this,” said Chitrigupta. He held out his hand. A slim ballpoint pen lay in his palm. “What does it do?” asked Mini. “What do you think it does?” asked Chitrigupta. “It’s a pen! It writes!” “Oh. Thanks?” said Mini.
Reference to Lightning Thief?
