Jesse

I found her in the hallway, one hand pressed to the wall like she needed it to hold her up.

“Lia,” I said, stepping closer. “You good?”

She didn’t answer right away. Her eyes weren’t focused on me—more like they were staring through me. Then she whispered, “I’m having a vision.”

I froze. “What do you see?”

“Fire,” she said. “A forest burning. Everything’s ash. The trees are screaming, Jesse. And above it all... the stars are dying. Going dark. One by ...