**Kait**

Reality crashes in on me in waves, the fabric of space folding in on itself like a tsunami. Of course, I had suspected something was wrong…that John had some sort of end game. Perhaps I didn’t really want to believe it.

But what Jake is telling me now makes me realize how wrong I’d been about everything. This has been one hell of a day.

I start to hyperventilate; the room is suddenly too small. I try to back out, to open the door, but the knob is slick ...