Abby took a step backwards, and another, until ‘Via caught her. “Easy,” ‘Via murmured in her ear. “It’s okay.”
She forced herself to look at – at herself. Except dripping wet and dripping blood from what remained of a leg, leaning on a Liv who was dripping both water and blood, too.
“The – the sharks.” She worked her throat. “Remember? And before that, the fire. This is – this is all the deaths we could have died. It can’t be. We can’t have died this many times.”
“We could have.” ‘Via shifted a little. “I mean. It’s not — I mean. We don’t know how many malls there are. We don’t know how many of them anyone came through. We don’t know if the mall just generated new versions.”
“Some of the malls were fake. Who told us that?” Liv frowned. Continue reading