Jim thought his brush with the Otherworld was over. He was wrong.A pattern is emerging across worlds: every time the sun goes dark, something deadly slips through. Pandemics. Outbreaks. Extinction-level contagion—arriving on a schedule no one can ignore.The Faerie Supreme Council forms a strike team—ECLIPSE—and puts Jim in command. Their orders: enter the eclipse itself, trace the plague to its source, and stop the next wave before it reaches Earth.

Time passed. I sat at home convalescing, my mind still reeling from what had happened. The hardest part was not being able to tell anyone—they'd think I was crazy. Millie could still communicate with me, but no one else from the Otherworld could.

What waits on the other side isn’t emptiness. It’s Gergen—a world of blue grass and a green sky, ruled by the Cyan: an evolved civilization of dinosaur-people with their own secrets, wars, and underground nightmares. I worried about my sanity until the faeries left us a sign.

To win, Jim’s team will need more than spells and courage. They’ll need allies, undercover legends, and the will to make impossible choices—because the enemy isn’t just testing a virus. They’re building a way to deliver it. A sandwich appeared on my plate. Millie’s bowl—embossed with “cosantóir”—was full of special food. Both were surrounded by glittering gold pixie dust.

With Millie—his sharp-tongued, fiercely loyal companion—on comms, and time collapsing toward the next eclipse, Jim races against a threat that doesn’t care which universe it poisons. Gold pixie dust—flight, teleportation, proof it was real.