Things were supposed to go back to normal.
Andrea was safe. The Whisperer was gone. New Eden was healing. Andrea couldn't handle being at the apartment anymore though, too many bad memories from when she was corrupted. She'd been staying with Marcus at his place for the past two weeks. He kept me updated through texts, she was doing better, seeing therapists who had no clue what really happened to her.
I went back to delivering pizzas for Vinnie's. Same routine, driving around with hot food in insulated bags, knocking on doors, asking people if they wanted extra parmesan.
But I couldn't shake this feeling that something was wrong.
Started small. I'd be driving and suddenly feel like someone was watching me. Check the mirrors, nothing there. Just other cars. Walk into buildings and get
