I feel it.
So does she.
But we don’t stop.
We step forward—
Scout
Now.
Everything changes.
It’s not loud.
It’s not explosive.
It’s precise.
A sharpclick—
Too soft for most.
Not for me.
“Logan—!”
Logan
I hear it.
Too late.
The ground gives—
Not collapsing—
Releasing.
Pressure triggered.
“Move!”
I grab Scout, pulling her hard to the side—
Scout
The world shifts sideways—
A net—
No—
A drop—
My footing disappears—
Logan’s grip tightens on me—
