“Julia!” Atlas’ voice broke through the fog in my head. I raised it and we locked eyes, even through the fog, I could see the fear in his green orbs.

“A—” I coughed, wincing at the burns on my skin. The door slammed open and the dark-haired man rushed inside.

“What the — what the heck is going on?!” Atlas doesn’t curse. “Why are you under that? Are you okay? Why is this place on fire?!”

“B-baby!” I cried as he tried to lift the roof. I shook my head and ...