Deborah's POV

The morning sky was red as Deborah stumbled out of the manor's front doors, Erick helping her. Something in her chest pulsed with each heartbeat, taking energy she couldn't afford to lose.

Above the town, the sky had ripped open like a huge tear, with purple lightning flashing around the edges that made her teeth hurt.

Through the opening, she saw something impossible: another sky, sickly green and full of ash clouds, hanging over buildings that looked wrong, twisted, like ...