The Pirate, Rick, and Cerissa stood outside a house in an affluent neighborhood. The crew's mission was to send Glicko's victims that Cerissa had originally put in a deep sleep to the Reflection Dimension, as this would cure their mutations. Their first visit would likely be the toughest one, as they were visiting the spouse of a felon. The felon was serving a life sentence for murder, and he was currently asleep in a hospital prison. The felon's spouse believed her husband was an innocent man that was framed for his crime.

Cerissa knocked on the door, and a beautiful woman in her mid 30s answered. She scowled, but her eyes also reflected a glimmer of hope at seeing the mage.

"It's you, the witch that put my husband in a deep sleep!" The woman cried out. "Have you found a cure to his monster illness? And who is with you?"

"Hello Kari." Cerissa greeted. "This is The Pirate and Rick, and thanks to them we do have a cure. We received permission from the authorities to use our method, but we want to explain the risks to you first."

"Risks?" Kari asked. "What could be worse than my husband being asleep forever?"

"The cure involves sending your husband to a place called the Reflection Dimension, a place created by a hero named Hugh." Cerissa explained. "The Pirate confirmed that this place will remove the curse. However, if your husband truly committed the crime he is imprisoned for, and does not vow to change his ways, he will be trapped in the Reflection Dimension."

Cerissa tried to be as gentle as possible with her words, but there was no avoiding the harshness of the situation. Kari scowled again before responding.

"My husband is a kind, innocent man that did nothing wrong!" Kari said bitterly. "Once you send him to this other world, he will return as my wonderful, loving, innocent husband. You'll see!"

To be continued....

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