Tiny robot spiders attack! Ugh! Also – epic showdown time.
Joaquin carried out the unfinished motion his body had started dragging him two steps into an empty space where a second ago Anne had stood. He looked around confused.
“Did what I think just happen?” Kid asked, waving his hands up and down in the air testing to see if they were in slow-mo.
“That Silas guy, that was his thing, manipulating time. Dos mio…” Nightwave ran his fingers across his chest.
“He took Anne! Sonofabitch!” Joaquin swore kicking a trash bin to spill its contents. He could hear footsteps outside; see black clothed shadows move around. “We got Prowlers outside. Shit, how did this happen, yo? We was so close!”
“Apparently we weren’t. We fell right into the trap.” Quake shook his head in disbelief.
“Andy, can you hear me? Andy?” Joaquin touched his ear not finding the alien host previously safely tucked there…
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