He didn't like it.
His fingers closed on the girl's shoulders, bit into the flesh. "What have you done to me?"
"I? I've done nothing. I've come to help you, Wanderer-from-Beyond."
"How?"
"Please," she said; "don't you believe me?"
"Why should I?"
She lifted her arms, touched his temples with her fingertips. "Come in," she said simply. "Come into my mind so that you can have no more doubts."
Almost against his will, he peered into her eyes, experiencing an odd frightening sensation of sinking into their wide, violet-blue depths. Down. Down. His very being seemed to merge with the girl's.
All at once, the room swam back into his vision, but from a different angle. Everything looked a little strange. Then he saw himself!
Literally!