Okay. Bestla had seen plenty of weird since becoming a senshi. But this. This was weird. Slowly approaching the obelisk, she began to wince as moonlight reflected and grew brighter the closer she got to the thing. Stopping within a foot or two of the shining surface of the monument, the tall senshi began to pace around the obelisk, trying to figure out what the trick was.

“Where did you come from,” she muttered into the stillness. She had her phone out, trying to get a decent shot of the thing to take back to show someone, anyone who might be able to explain why there was suddenly a ten story tall pillar that only she seemed able to see. “You just had to wander this way all by yourself, idiot,” she continued to mutter. And after a few moments pacing, she stopped and tentatively reached a hand out, curious about the brilliantly pearlescent structure. Still, she paused with her fingertips almost touching. IT was stupid to touch something she knew nothing about. Bestla knew this. And yet, she felt like she wouldn’t be able to really learn anything unless she proved to herself that this wasn’t just some crazy hallucination.

Finally, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes and set her hand against the obelisk. And when nothing happened that she could detect, her eyes opened and she found herself tracing idle designs against the stone? Was it stone? It felt a little like mother-of pearl: slick with just the tiniest hint of something grainy.

Blowing out a breath, Bestla laughed a little at herself and withdrew her hand. She had to hunt of Methone or maybe Aegir and show them this thing.

“Well, this is one of the reasons we get fancy, magic phones, I guess,” she chunnered and held her phone up to get as much of the monument in the shot as she could. Only her phone wouldn’t take the picture. Every time she tried, it started to play random ringtones. After the fifth attempt, this one involving the Hamtaro theme, Bestla wondered if she shouldn’t give up. Why on earth was her phone suddenly bonkers? So…? Fine, the camera phone didn’t want to work. She could still text.

Yo, sparklebaby, I got something you need to see, but camera won’t work. Any chance you could meet me here?

Bestla proceeded to add her general location and hit send. And for a moment, it seemed like it might work. Unless she looked at what was sent and bit off a bewildred curse. Why, in the name of every ******** god imaginable, had her phone sent Methone a video of the dance off scene from Legion? Bestla certainly didn’t watch it. So there was no reason why it should be on the phone itself!

Was… was the obelisk doing this somehow? And if so, how was it doing this?

“I need to find a damn cat and get them in on this s**t,” she muttered. “Seriously, just what the ******** is going on here?”

Giving up further speculation as an exercise in futility, Bestla began to head back the way she’d come, powering down once she was certain no one was around to see. Then, glancing over her shoulder, she yelped and went pale. The obelisk had vanished. Feeling a chill creep up her spine, Daisy turned and ran from the area. Next time she came this way, she was bringing someone else along.