The air around me was still. I was in a quiet room. No furniture. Nothing on the light gray walls but cracked paint. The floor was an industrial, no-frill carpet, and the room had only one window with frosted glass so I couldn’t see outside.
And a door. I ran to it and tried the handle. I knew before I touched it that it would be locked, but to my shock, it turned.
I ran into the next room. I wasn’t sure where the urgency was coming from, but I knew I had to move. Time was running out.
I was in a hall with the same sad walls and dingy carpet. An abandoned office building? I passed several doors without checking them. I knew, somehow, that my goal was at the end of the hall and up the stairs. I followed my gut and shoved the door that led to the staircase with my shoulder and took the steps two at a time.
There.
Screaming.
That was why I was here. I needed to help that person. Save them.
I skidded to a stop when the hall went off in three directions.
Which way?
Another scream.
From my left. I took off at a sprint and prayed I wasn’t too late.
A steel door at the end of the hall stood out like a beacon. It was the only one I passed that wasn’t made of wood. Why? What was behind there?
I stopped in front of it, a few inches shy of the window cut out. I stood on my toes and used the frame to balance.
No!
Theo!
He was strapped down on a table with wires and tubes attached to his head, chest, and arms. He lay silent with his eyes closed until someone standing next to him in a white lab coat pressed a button on a machine.
Theo’s eyes snapped open, and he let out a gut-wrenching scream.
My heart shattered.
I needed to get to him. I had to save him.
“Saige!”
I gasped as if resurfacing from underwater and stared at Theo across from me. Safe. Unharmed, but watching me with concern.
“Are you okay?” Sai asked.
I shook my head.
“What happened? What was that?” Niall asked, but I couldn’t take my eyes off Theo. Could either of them see my visions? Were they able to read my thoughts enough to know what I witnessed?
“No, your mind went completely blank,” Niall answered for me.
“I had a vision.”
The table was silent, and Hannah leaned forward. “What happened?”
I shook my head. I didn’t want to repeat it.
“They’ve never come true, Saige. They’re different from your nightmares or your intuition,” she reminded me.
Yeah, because my visions were usually far in the future.