I feel like I’m thinking at half-speed, and even though I’m trying to answer questions, I feel like my mouth is on a five-second delay from my brain. “I don’t remember,” I finally say, even though I feel like I’m speaking under water. “I don’t think he mentioned who he was working for. But I had to make a video.” The man asking me questions just nods, his partner jotting down notes in a notebook. I wonder why he isn’t Luna, why she’s not the one investigating this. She’s better at detecting, and she was there for a lot of it, she knows what happened. “Did they say anything else that stuck out to you?” he asks. I open my good eye again. They put an eye patch over the other one, because they’re afraid that it’s damaged and light-sensitive, though it’s pretty much swollen shut anyway. I wait for the time delay to pass before I speak. “Hammer called one of the guys Red,”
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