Cecilia 's pov
"Cece… there are so many… so many little green men standing next to you."
I blinked. My brain couldn’t process what Harper had just said.
"Wait, what ?"
"Little green men," she whispered, her voice shaking. Her pupils were huge, her eyes glassy. "They're dancing."
My heart kicked into overdrive.
"Dancing how, exactly ?"
"Like a weird alien Riverdance," she said, completely serious. "They’re kicking their legs and spinning in circles around your chair."
I forced a smile. "That’s… creative. They’d probably make it to the finals on America’s Got Talent."
But inside, I was panicking. Something was seriously wrong.
Harper was completely locked in her hallucination. She pulled out her phone and started filming the empty space, humming along to some
