ACT II -    THE TIME FOR CHAOS

          SIERRA HARSS IS THE HEADLINE of almost every newspaper worldwide since The Magician shows have broke out into an Earth-threat fiasco with her as the center scapegoat of the chaos unfold on streets, as well as in her soul. 

Chaos Magic. The Darkhold. 

What she tapped into in order to save Danny Rand from amidst the perfect schemes of Marion Hall was a primordial shiver of power which troubled Sierra deeply; the sort of darkness which once scratched, bled through all her barriers of light and self-control, squirming restlessly inside her veins, underneath her skin and even in her sleep, between conscious moments.

Last week's incident which has caused the Paradox, though few have been granted the privilege of remembering ever even happening, scarred Sierra's mind with the stain of guilt, of wrongness, of a fear she hasn't tasted the bitterness of since before K'un-Lun spoke to her or rather since she embraced Supreme Strange's training. 

But now, as her world spun out of her control, the unseen terror loomed above her head, breathing on the back of her neck. 

With her wedding day at the doorstep, Sierra dreads the consequences of her actions are all finally catching up to her. The guillotine of time hangs with the threat of what she might turn into. 

She's the dynamite, the ticking bomb, the tired guardian of her own chaos; Daisy Vince, abruptly returned from her space travels, is the match, the last drop that sets off the inevitable ponder... Will the chaos control Sierra or will she really control it?