Between Worlds
Somehow, being with people who seemed competent, who could handle themselves, made the city feel a little less overwhelming.
As they ate in the cafeteria, a sudden loud alarm blared through the school. Red lights flashed, and automated messages warned: “Evacuate immediately. Danger detected.”
Clara froze, panic rising. “What now?”
Mike grabbed her hand. “We need to go. Now.”
They sprinted toward the exit, weaving through panicked students. Outside, the sky above the city shimmered unnaturally, like it had been warped by some invisible force. A figure hovered above the school, cloaked in shadows, moving faster than any human should. Clara recognized it instantly—one of the villains from her p
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