When I wake up, the room is dark.
I am panting, shivering. Am I in the hospital? Why is the body below my neck covered in a thin white sheet?
For some reasons, my thoughts don't connect. I feel drunk―I feel out of control.
I struggle to open my mouth, to speak, but nothing comes out.
The last I remember is the colour of Veah's eyes. Pure lightning.
Are you sure you can keep me alive? It's a lot of work.
Not for me. Not if it's you.
A girl quoted a classical play for me. If she were anyone else, I swear I would be in love at this point.
Now I am alone, and my hands are trembling in front of me―but I can't feel them. My fingers are numb as I lift the sheet from my body.
Maybe this is hell.
When I push back the sheets, there is metal jutting out from my legs. Metal, twisted through the bone.
I open my mouth to scream. Nothing comes out.
And Veah is suddenly there, her face carved in shadow. "Shh, it's going to be okay, Kaya."
She has a gun to my head.
"Don't watch," she whispers,
I just have time to think, This isn't real. This is a nightmare, as she pulls the trigger.
I wake up again, and it is night.
And I know it's night, because Tokyo city is lit up with the brilliance of a thousand windows. Neon lights gild the buildings in vibrant colour, and the world―even through the glass, even from so high above―pulses with life, vitality. A disembodied heart, glowing from the inside in a million shades of pink and blue and gold and green.
I wonder how much electricity it takes to power a city like this.
When I try to sit up, my heart catches painfully against my chest. Where am I?
It is a sleek room, with glossy floors and silvery curtains. But I'm alone―there is an IV in my wrist, blankets covering my body, and a glass wall to my left.
It was a dream.
The memory of it comes back to me. My legs, impaled with shards of metal. Veah, holding the gun to my head.
It was a dream, and I'm awake now.
I press my fingertips against my chest. My heart is pounding against the skin, a drumbeat.
We're in Tokyo.
The last thing I remember, I was fainting―oh, my God, again―and there was a storm. But that was still in the U.S. How did she get us here?
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