Chris has been shot in the chest, most likely with the same gun that shot Ken. It’s unclear if Ken shot Chris and then shot himself, or if someone else shot both of them. I suck up every detail and then move on to Ken’s body before taking in the entire area. But there’s not much to find. There’s no explanation. No rhyme or reason for these deaths. No clues to find or motives to uncover. “We need to find out who did this,” Adam says. “What’s the point?” Zahra says. “It’s too late to stop it.” I can’t argue with that, no matter how much I want to. We’re running out of time, and there’s nothing we can do here. All we’re doing is wasting our few moments left in the future looking for ghosts. I check my watch. “We need to go.” “We can’t just leave them here!” Paige says. “We have to. We c

