The world folded.
Not physically—but in layers.
Emily felt it before she saw it.
The space around them—once stable, even if dangerous—began to lose definition.
Edges blurred.
Depth shifted.
The figure wasn’t attacking them anymore.
It was attacking the space they existed in.
Emily staggered.
“…This feels worse,” she muttered.
Kael didn’t respond.
She was already moving.
Fast.
But something was wrong.
Her movement—
stuttered.
Like the space itself resisted her motion.
“…What’s happening?” Emily asked, panic creeping in.
Theodore’s voice came sharp.
“It is severing local continuity.”
Emily blinked. “…That sounds bad.”
“It is.”
The air fractured.
Not with cracks—but with gaps.
Tiny at first.
Then widening.
Emily saw it.
A portion of the wall simply—
did not exist a
