Riley’s POV
I looked at Kika on the floor, blood all around her. But her image started to blur, and suddenly, I saw my parents—crying, begging for help. My feet kept moving toward her, but it felt like I was walking through a dream.
Then I saw his face. The masked man. His face replaced Kika’s, and all I saw was him.
I frowned, rage bubbling up. Then I dropped down and started punching. Over and over. My fists didn’t stop, even when people were yelling at me to stop.
Why should I stop? This man killed my parents.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the pixel blade on the ground. I reached for it and stood up.
“Someone stop her!”
“She’s going to kill Kika!”
I didn’t care. I was ready to end him.
I stepped away from the body and raised the blade high above my head.
“Stop! Please!” I
