Urte bellowed over the explosion as I slammed into the white wall, gasping for breath. My black T-shirt was shredded, and my skin was burning. I was already drenched in sweat, and it stung my eyes. The simulation room was kicking my ass. I pushed of...
Familiar, aching darkness. The smoke jolted my consciousness awake. “Daniel.” I recognized his voice before I saw him. He shook me just as much as his whisper shook. “Daniel, wake up. We have to get Luke—” He didn’t give me time to process what was happening. He dragged me out of the bed and yank...
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I didn’t have to look behind me to know that the Traveler’s Bureau had successfully gone up in flames, burning all of Topeka’s records as it fell, including Rinley’s. That is, if they didn’t have a digital copy somewhere, which I’m sure they did. But we didn’t. We didn’t have anything. &nbs...
We were halfway through the day, and I hadn’t heard a single thing. I hadn’t even seen Zac or Robb, but I did see Linda. At lunch, she was sitting in her usual spot, her back pressed against the brick wall on the edge of the outside tables. For once, she didn’t look at me when I sat down next to ...