The world froze for a moment. What were they going to do?
"Give up what?" Mocked Twelve. A guard stepped out into the light, a young woman with a sleek brown ponytail. She was holding a strange looking g*n to Six's head.
"This is a g*n called a Line. It sucks the powers out of Twist individuals. It can kill them. You wouldn't want that happening to your friend, would you?" The guard asked, her mouth curling into a smirk. Twelve snorted.
"A Line g*n? You guys really are creative aren't you? Is that supposed to be the opposite of Twist?" Twelve asked. The guard glared at him, then turned on Leigh.
"Give up on your chase, you'll find only suffering there. Number Nine has been dead for years now, ever since she was taken. She has ceased to exist."
The world slowed to heartbeats. Skyla
