She looked at her hand. A dark feather lay in her palm. Her sister was lost.
"I didn't just see it, Mason," Erika whispered, clutching her head. "I felt it."
Erika realized her escape had been guided. She was the battery.
She looked at her hand. A dark feather lay in her palm. Her sister was lost.
"I didn't just see it, Mason," Erika whispered, clutching her head. "I felt it."
Erika realized her escape had been guided. She was the battery.
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