I took a deep breath.
“Yes,” I finally said.
Finally reminding myself what was happening and where I am.
This was the Transformation Room, as they call it—or for short, TR.
The Transformation Room is actually a hall in the Shadow Knight base, with eight fluorescent white lights lighting up the whole room. I think at least a hundred people could fit in if they stood touching one another. The floor was white, and floor-to-ceiling mirrors replaced the walls. I would look around anywhere, and I would look right into my own green eyes.
It was unsettling. I had never looked so much into my own eyes before.
They stood out—reminding me every single time that I’m an Anderson.
Those were the eyes of the man who… and the pictures in the white files flashed behind my eyes, turning a cold pit in
