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Authors: Michele Callahan
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Electromagentics. Negative Matter. Advanced theoretical physics. Advanced weaponry. His research. Oh, and by the way Tim, are you psychic?
Yes, this “Archiver” person knew just what to throw in his path, just the bait to use, to draw him in. Someone had gotten their hands on his research all right, and his military records. Now he had to stick around so he could find out who was setting the trap and eliminate them.
The tingling in his neck amped up another notch as Sarah wrung her hands in her lap, twisting them until the fingertips were stark white.
The hanging light flickered then popped above their heads. Sarah flinched.
“Sorry.”
Alexa looked from him to Sarah. “You can’t control it?”
Sarah shook her head, her lost expression darting between the Mark seared into Luke’s chest and his hand, wrapped around Alexa’s. “Not all the time.”
Tim leaned forward. “First, put your shirt back on, champ.” Sarah looked at him, a question in her eyes. “Assuming you three aren’t out of your minds, then there is a significant threat out there that we need to eliminate. And that threat is coming from the air.”
Sarah nodded.
“Sarah, you told me you could feel energy, could possibly find their ship.”
“Yes, I believe so.”
“Then we need to get you into the air. I’m not flying with bottled lightning on board. Your lack of control is too dangerous. You could short out the electrical and we’d be in trouble. But we need to get to high ground. And nowhere is higher around here than the Skydeck at Willis Tower, or the Hancock Observatory.”
Luke nodded in agreement. “The Hancock Observatory isn’t quite as tall, but it’s got giant broadcasting antennae on its roof and it’s closer to the water. It’ll give you a great view of the city and the lake, and it’s not quite as busy with tourists.”
Sarah put her hands in her lap and stared him straight in the eye “Hancock then, if it’s closer to the water. The attack is going to come in from the north, over the lake. At least, that’s how it happened in my visions.” The defiant tilt of her chin dared Tim to doubt her.
He believed it was possible that she’d had a vision. That was one area in which he had firsthand experience. But whether or not the vision was her own, or a psychic plant was yet to be determined. The Casper Project could have made her see whatever they wanted her to see. Even make her believe it. But these people didn’t need to know that just yet. “Let’s go.”
“You two aren’t quite ready for that.” Luke leaned back in his seat, shirt back on. Thank God, because Tim really didn’t want to have to hurt him.
“Do you have a better idea?” Sarah closed her eyes, and Tim noticed the dark circles beneath them, the way she suddenly swayed in her seat. The Mark on his neck zinged with new life right before the whole house buzzed with an electrical surge. The microwave popped in the kitchen behind them and the refrigerator kicked off, then back on.
“You’ve got to learn control, Sarah. And I think Tim is the key.”
“What?” Tim rubbed his scar absently.
“You grimaced before each of her power surges. You could feel the power building in your Shen, couldn’t you?”
Tim thought about it for a second. The first time it had acted up was right before she’d blown up his T.V. Then he’d been in a constant state of buzzing pain until she blew the light and now the fridge. “Yes.”
“You have to help her control it. I don’t know how, but you two need to figure out how to work together.”
Alexa studied him for a moment and broached a subject no one had dared in months. “Your scar, it’s an electrical burn, isn’t it?”
Sarah gasped and Tim nodded.
“Now it all makes perfect sense.” Luke chimed in, then got up and walked around to stand behind his wife’s chair.
“Not to me. Why did we need to come here? I would have helped Sarah without your involvement.” Tim rubbed his neck in
Yes, this “Archiver” person knew just what to throw in his path, just the bait to use, to draw him in. Someone had gotten their hands on his research all right, and his military records. Now he had to stick around so he could find out who was setting the trap and eliminate them.
The tingling in his neck amped up another notch as Sarah wrung her hands in her lap, twisting them until the fingertips were stark white.
The hanging light flickered then popped above their heads. Sarah flinched.
“Sorry.”
Alexa looked from him to Sarah. “You can’t control it?”
Sarah shook her head, her lost expression darting between the Mark seared into Luke’s chest and his hand, wrapped around Alexa’s. “Not all the time.”
Tim leaned forward. “First, put your shirt back on, champ.” Sarah looked at him, a question in her eyes. “Assuming you three aren’t out of your minds, then there is a significant threat out there that we need to eliminate. And that threat is coming from the air.”
Sarah nodded.
“Sarah, you told me you could feel energy, could possibly find their ship.”
“Yes, I believe so.”
“Then we need to get you into the air. I’m not flying with bottled lightning on board. Your lack of control is too dangerous. You could short out the electrical and we’d be in trouble. But we need to get to high ground. And nowhere is higher around here than the Skydeck at Willis Tower, or the Hancock Observatory.”
Luke nodded in agreement. “The Hancock Observatory isn’t quite as tall, but it’s got giant broadcasting antennae on its roof and it’s closer to the water. It’ll give you a great view of the city and the lake, and it’s not quite as busy with tourists.”
Sarah put her hands in her lap and stared him straight in the eye “Hancock then, if it’s closer to the water. The attack is going to come in from the north, over the lake. At least, that’s how it happened in my visions.” The defiant tilt of her chin dared Tim to doubt her.
He believed it was possible that she’d had a vision. That was one area in which he had firsthand experience. But whether or not the vision was her own, or a psychic plant was yet to be determined. The Casper Project could have made her see whatever they wanted her to see. Even make her believe it. But these people didn’t need to know that just yet. “Let’s go.”
“You two aren’t quite ready for that.” Luke leaned back in his seat, shirt back on. Thank God, because Tim really didn’t want to have to hurt him.
“Do you have a better idea?” Sarah closed her eyes, and Tim noticed the dark circles beneath them, the way she suddenly swayed in her seat. The Mark on his neck zinged with new life right before the whole house buzzed with an electrical surge. The microwave popped in the kitchen behind them and the refrigerator kicked off, then back on.
“You’ve got to learn control, Sarah. And I think Tim is the key.”
“What?” Tim rubbed his scar absently.
“You grimaced before each of her power surges. You could feel the power building in your Shen, couldn’t you?”
Tim thought about it for a second. The first time it had acted up was right before she’d blown up his T.V. Then he’d been in a constant state of buzzing pain until she blew the light and now the fridge. “Yes.”
“You have to help her control it. I don’t know how, but you two need to figure out how to work together.”
Alexa studied him for a moment and broached a subject no one had dared in months. “Your scar, it’s an electrical burn, isn’t it?”
Sarah gasped and Tim nodded.
“Now it all makes perfect sense.” Luke chimed in, then got up and walked around to stand behind his wife’s chair.
“Not to me. Why did we need to come here? I would have helped Sarah without your involvement.” Tim rubbed his neck in
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