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My eyes swelled up with tears. Because it was a nice dream. A nice life. A nice future. And I was immediately sorry that we didn’t think of it sooner.
That we didn’t know better than to play a game with a god.
Because there’s no way to win.
We lose.
“Clara?” I pull back from the memory and find myself looking into Tyse’s glowing blue eyes. “Are ya OK?
I nod. But I’m not sure I am.
“Are ya mad at me?”
Am I mad? I’m not sure. On the one hand, I think I have a reason to be. He’s kept a lot from me. Alot. Especially for a man who holds loyalty and truth in such high esteem.
But I say, “No. I’m not mad. Thank you for telling me. But… you do understand that I can’t go on.”
“What do ya mean?”
“What do I mean?” I actually laugh. “I’mhome, Tyse. In my own world. And Finn Scott is on the train line.Thistrain line.” I point at the ground, realizing too late that we’re not actually on the train line, but he knows what I mean. “I have to find him. I have to?—”
I never get to say the rest because there is a sudden gale of wind. A wind so strong, it sucks the breath right out of me. Suddenly I’m flying through… blackness? The night? The sky?
No. Theground.
I know this because I slam into it, a sharp pain shooting up my spine as I look up and see…
A face.
But not a face I know.
Or the face I’m looking for.
A stranger with glowing blue eyes. Not Tyse Saarinen.
He smiles, revealing crooked, yellowed teeth. “I got her!” And he laughs. Maniacally. “I got her!”
And that’s when I realize where I am.
Flat on the ground. Back in the tunnel. On the train line.
With a horde of blue-eyed augments staring down at me.
Then, something zaps me. Making my whole body shake.
After that, I’m gone.
17 - FINN
“Clara?” I lean in, trying to see better. “Is that her?” I look at Jasina and immediately want to take back the question.
She looks… devastated.
I laugh. “That’s stupid. Oh, my god.” Glance at the image on the glass plate. Scoff. “That’s not her. What the hell?—”
“Oh, stop.”
“What? I’m seeing things.”
