FLASHBACK
“What are you doing?”
My head shot to the direction of the voice and Aethon jumped, landing on the space beside me. “What do you think?” I responded, slightly squinting at the flashlight of Warren‘s phone that was glowing brightly. “Put that out, will you?”
He dropped his phone on his side and the light went out. I stared back at the frozen field, my hand on the back of Aethon’s head.
“Did you do that?”
My jaw tightened. “Do what?” I spat.
He pointed at the field. “That.”
I whirled around, facing him entirely. Studying his features, I asked. “What do you know?”
He looked away. “Nothing.”
My face contorted in a snarl. Wrong answer.
“What. Do. You. Know?” I asked again, my voice now dripping with venom.
“I already answered! Nothing,” he repeated and started walking away
