Chapter Thirteen
I’m standing in the hub wearing a spacesuit.
“Phew,” Felix says. “I thought she’d never leave.”
The vision stops, and I find myself back in the real hub.
“Well?” Itzel asks eagerly.
“Don’t get your hopes up.” I turn away from the gate. “No painful death for me yet. I just saw Felix here, outside the gate. I don’t think you were there in my vision. Maybe—”
“Of course.” Itzel smacks herself on the forehead. “If your vision is supposed to start with you standing here in the hub, I have to leave before the test starts.”
“You do?” I look down at her.
“Our immunity to Cognizant powers extends even to your kind,” she explains. “A seer can’t have a vision of a gnome’s future, so if I stay, you’ll have trouble seeing this hub.”
“Wow,” I say. “You weren’t kidding. Gnomes ar
