Today seemed like a good day to try out my powers, no? I’d set fire to a kitchen, but that was a while ago when I didn’t have Thorn weighing heavy on my mind like I did now. There was no choice but to get it right the first time. Next test: find the nearest jump point to take me to St. Petersburg. Months ago, I’d made my first jump with Nick from Jersey to Brooklyn. It had been quite the experience, pretty much comparable to getting teleported with Wilhelm. One minute, I was in a field with Nick, and in the next, I was in a basement in Brooklyn. Even after several months, the jump from that large rock in the middle of that field was still vivid in my mind. We tapped or, I should say, Nick tapped into the strange sensations coming from the stone. Tamara had prepared me for this, and I didn’t even know it until now. I chanted and pressed my hand to the ground and waited for the feeling Tamara told me would be there. I got nothing. Yep, that’s dirt and it’s as disgusting as I imagined.
