“They won’t let me come with them,” Michael said. Heroes covered the wall. He was up on the abandoned rail line, probably trying to get back to town. Maybe it’s all made up—the jetpacks, everything.
Below me was a surface of what looked like rock, dark and purple-streaked. As ever, it was observing everything, analysing everything, evaluating options and possibilities. He moved around one side of the clearing while Jackie searched the other. Nell finally had to make her say it just to get some peace.
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