She really should go to sleep; she has class in the morning. But this book is much too interesting to put down. She can just get a coffee.
The digital clock on the desk reads 11:59.
Okay. She hasn't taken any drugs or eaten anything that someone could have slipped something into. This is unlikely to be a hallucination. Servant of Nemesis? The Greek goddesss? Doesn't fit with opposing the Creator, singular, and she's pretty sure Nemesis had no jurisdiction over the dead. What the fuck.
"That question doesn't make any sense."
"People in Creation that the Creator did not make."
The shadow narrows its eyes.
"You become friends with a highly placed official, and eventually discover that they were responsible for a horrible wrong done to you in the past. Do you keep them as your 'friend' so you can continue using the power of their position, or immediately begin working to destroy them?"
"I must ask you enough questions to align you to a set of cards. You may ask me one question for each answer you give me, and I am then bound to answer truthfully. You will pick a card, or have one picked for you."
The shadow cracks its knuckles.
"You've stolen something of intense sentimental value to one of your enemies. Do you destroy it, or hold it hostage?"
"The Law does not compel or penalize me for refusing to provide such a long and largely irrelevant answer. It is concerned primarily with the Choice.
You have an enemy completely at your mercy. Do you kill them as soon as possible, or take time to gloat a little first? There is no chance that they might escape or otherwise turn your gloating to their advantage."