Remember when I was heartbroken about not having any usable talents?
I snort.
Ajax woke something very bizarre inside of me that I can't turn off now. I am going out of my mind, to put it mildly.
"Flix," I say. "I see it again." I am sitting on my double bed in my dorm room, I will call it. The room is very basic but very clean and high-tech. I have a vanity, a connecting bathroom, and a large wardrobe. Accents of white and silver are the only visible colors, very sterile. And, those are not colors by the way.
"Another one?" Flix says and squints his eyes, trying to see something only I can.
I am seeing different colored, flying ghost bugs. Not kidding. I see a beautiful butterfly that is flickering a transparent purple. "I hope nothing was put in my water, like, I don't know, acid," I murmur as I watch the butterfly flutter around my room.
"I'm logging on, seeing if Pierce can tell me anything," Flix is typing and blinking quickly.