The prongs hit Silas, but instead of convulsing, his image flickered. He wasn't there. He was a projection, a Lua Phot creation himself.
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The sand on the screen began to move. She could feel the grit between her toes. The wind blew, and her hair moved. She looked down at her hands; they were still there, but she could see the sand particles drifting through them, as if she were becoming a ghost in her own body.