Jonah looked at Roger in horror, and for the second time that night, thought his heart would stop. Roger wasn't so opaque anymore. At times, Jonah could almost see through him. Slowly but surely, he was fading from the present time. He was silent, but Jonah knew that this was exactly what Roger wanted—direct access to the time where he could reverse when he passed into Spirit.
He scrambled to his feet, and Roger solidified momentarily as he took two steps backward to encompass Jonah into his line of sight.
“Rowe, take one step forward, and I swear that I will hinder your oxygen for such a long period that you will sustain damage to your brain,” he warned. “I assure you that your death will come soon enough. Just not in this time.”
But Jonah barely heard a word Roger said. When he'd take
