Under a blood red sky

When night fell on the Monday before Halloween, the Corn Maze was open for business.

There was a line extending back from the entrance of the maze to the fair parking lot--a decent distance, to be sure. Costumed actors walked through the line, trying to get cheap scares out of the waiting fright-seekers. The noises of revving chainsaws could be heard from within the maze, as well as a well-placed scream, here and there. Jack-o-lanterns sat in strategic positions, glowing from within.

Then all at once, it changed.

Saerian felt it as he entered the maze. He didn't see it--no one would. But he could feel it. The shift.

An actor dressed as Freddy Kruger jumped in front of him, and then, all at once... he wasn't an actor anymore. Saerian smiled. "Freddy," he said, his voice sing-song. He beckoned with one finger, and Freddy grinned in return, holding up his famously sharp hands.

Nothing about this situation was okay. The body swap might have taken care of the random flying, but Jo would gladly take that problem back if she could just have her body back. And she'd already lost count of the number of times she'd bumped her head ducking under things and not ducking quite enough. Damn but Molly was tall.

By the time Jo had made it back to the Phoenix, her cell phone was completely fried and she'd most likely set at least one trash can on fire. She hadn't stuck around to check because the damn magic was bubbling out of her every time she got upset.

Which was pretty much a constant right now. She felt wrong and all she really wanted to do was go back to the room, take a shower, and go to sleep with the hopes that she'd wake up and this would all just be a nightmare.

She slipped the key card into the room door and let herself in, hoping that Dean was already here. She really needed to not be alone with this mess right now.