Have you ever seen something that makes your brain feel like it’s short-circuiting? Like, your eyes are sending data to your head, but your mind is just hitting the 'Refuse' button? That was me, staring at... me. Or the thing that looked like me.
"Nix, tell me I’m hallucinating," I hissed, my back pressed so hard against the rusted pipes that I could feel the heat of the steam inside them. "Tell me this is some weird Void gas or I haven't had enough sleep."
Nix didn’t say a word. Her cyan eye was spinning so fast it made a high-pitched whirring sound, like a hard drive about to explode. She grabbed the collar of my hoodie and yanked me backward just as the 'Other Leo'—the Thing—stepped into the light of a flickering neon sign.
It wasn't a person. Up close, it was like looking at a 3D pr
