<br/>Effigy looked up at the tall regal black woman and tilted her head. She knew that face. She knew her. Could it be? She almost stared at her with a knowing look, a look of recognition. The blonde super heroine just couldn't pull her eyes away. She wet her lips and watched as she spoke to the Watcher.<br/><br/>Her beautiful blue eyes blinked once and then again. She saw her... she saw her destruction. Effigy was confused and stepped back a little as though it were all a joke. As if Storm wasn't really who she said she was. A glance toward the other being in the room was given before she stepped back again.<br/><br/><strong>"You.. You're... You're dead. I saw it. You are not real."</strong><br/><br/>Pushing back her silken blonde locks she moved across the room. She was obviously unnerved by it all. She chewed at the inside of her lip and waited to see other ghosts appear. Maybe it was all in her head. Her mind was seeing things that wasn't visible to others. It could be her own psychic projections showing her past experiences. But that couldn't be, she had never spoken to Storm like this. She had never had this sort of conversation with the older female.<br/><br/>She didn't understand this flexing of reality, voids and such. Effigy pressed her fingers to her temple and closed her eyes bending over. Sliding to the floor she pressed her head into her lap and rocked a little. The young mutant wasn't sure what to think next. What if her mother appeared next? Or Beast? Or any of the others? She looked up toward Storm again and then back down and squinted her eyes closed trying hard to concentrate on her mental capabilities and block what she thought may be a projection of her own making.<br/><br/><strong>"This isn't real. This isn't real. This isn't real. They're all dead. They died. They're dead. Not real. Dead. Dead. Dead.....dead...dead..dea---"</strong><br/><br/>Her voice continued to trail off as she repeated it over and over. She pressed her head into her lap more and felt the teardrops trickling down her pale cheeks. The world was crumbling around her and nothing seemed true or real to her.