PSI-2 The rain had continued well into normal working hours, with intermittent drizzle and thunder over the city until ten. Everyone knew they had the…
PSI-2 Mordecai already looked worried, which Milo felt bad about. He should’ve done the cards faster, but there were a lot of people he needed…
PSI-3 It was a joke. Because he was older than most of them, at least at the start. Even if it was only by a…
PSI-3 She hadn’t been very much Ann back then. They were two people, they were comfortable with that, but she didn’t have all her things.…
PSI-4 Ann dug her nails into the crumpled top of the paper bag and banged on the door of Room 102 with her other hand.…
PSI-4 He was made of glass, filled up with fire, and cracking. An alembic left burning by an irresponsible alchemist, and there was going to…
PSI-4 The problem — well, one of many problems — with doing a touch-know was when you divided the body into seven sections and every…
PSI-4 “Is it a boy or a girl?” the whispered voice said. An impatient sigh and another whisper, “Jenny, it’s a boy. He had pants…
PSI-4 They’d put something over his head, like a sack or something. Somebody was holding him around the waist and holding it down, so perhaps…
PSI-4 “Erik, stay there and don’t…” …don’t call anyone, Erik thought. His hands were twisted up in the fabric of his shirt and pulling in…