Page 36 of Seer Prophet

The two of us stood there as a number appeared not far from the ceiling. Below that, the faint outline of double doors gradually grew visible. I watched as the number went from a blue four to a blue three then a blue two, a blue one?

“Sub-basement?” I asked.

Revik glanced at me. “There might be security. Inside.”

I frowned, glancing up and down the empty corridor, squinting against the flashing orange lights. “Or maybe not. It doesn’t seem like they expected anyone to get this far.” I looked at Revik. “Did you check out the organics?”

Revik’s eyes showed a flicker of surprise, coupled with understanding as he looked at the door, then back at me. In the same instant, I realized what had surprised him.

Despite the morphing material, there weren’t any organics.

It was some kind of synthetic, but wholly dead.

Revik touched it wonderingly with one hand. “Seer-proof.”

I smirked. “Just notus-proof.”

Revik continued scanning the mechanism.

The elevator, being made totally of “dead” material, would be invisible to an ordinary seer. Normal seers couldn’t see physical objects from the Barrier. Even an organic machine emitted a rudimentary life force; “dead” machines, like this one, didn’t. For the same reason, the elevator would have been completely invisible to most seers.

Revik and I were different, though.

Unlike Revik, I just didn’t always remember that.

“They still might have a passcode inside, wife,” he reminded me.

I nodded, watching the numbers, which now shone a light orange color and appeared to be going up instead of down.

Nineteen, Twenty, Twenty-one.

Revik tugged me to one side, out of direct view of whatever might come out those doors. Positioning me slightly behind him, he shifted his weight, staring up at the changing numbers.

They morphed rapidly now.

Forty-six. Forty-seven. Forty-eight.

I could feel Revik charging up the telekinesis.

“I feel seven,” he muttered.

I nodded, seeing the snapshot through his light.

“NowI bet you wish we had a gun,” I murmured.

He smiled, but his eyes never left the numbers.

Seventy-one. Seventy-two. Seventy-three.

The ping went off.

Revik’s light snaked out. I felt all seven fall simultaneously to the carpeted floor of the elevator, even as the doors opened.

“Cutting it a little close, weren’t you?” I remarked.

Revik motioned vaguely towards the ceiling with his fingers. “Different shielding.” He glanced at me. “Once I knew I could knock them out, I decided to wait. I thought it might buy us some time. You know. In case they have cameras.”

I grabbed Revik’s arm when he started to walk to the opening doors.

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