Page 60 of Captured Immune

“Not exactly. Seers can control what they see and get their visions on demand. PMTs can’t control either. We see whatever decides to come to us, and our visions come randomly. Mine only come when I touch someone’s hands, and it doesn’t happen every time I touch someone. My visions can last up to ten seconds, but typically, it’s just a two-second flash, and it’s always from that person’s point of view. Because I rarely have context, I rarely understand them.”

“You had a vision the first time we met, didn’t you? When we shook hands.”

She nods slightly.

“What did you see?”

A tiny smirk creeps over her lips. “I saw you punch me.”

“What?”

“Yeah. Right here in the face.” She points at her left cheek.

“Well, shit. I’m sorry.” I’ve never hit a woman before. I’m not sure why I’d start now or why Katie. The girl looks as fragile as a carton of eggs. If I punch her, she’ll be down for the count. “Do your visions always come true?”

“Not always. If they’re bad, I’ll do things to prevent them. Like once, I went to lunch with a friend and I got a vision of her falling off a boat to her death. She hasn’t been on a boat since.”

“Do you know why I hit you?”

She shakes her head. “That’s the thing, my visions only show mewhathappens, neverwhy.”

“I can relate. My powers only tell mewhatpeople feel, neverwhy.”

“Speaking of which, how are you feeling? Better enough to get back into the battle box tonight?”

I let out a deepyou’ve gotta be fucking kiddinglaugh. “Hell no.”

“Victor won’t like that answer, so I’ll just tell him you need a few more minutes to rest before we head down there.” Katie picks up her iPad and begins typing, except the device is backward. The screen faces me. I’m about to say something until my name catches my eye.

Trey, read carefully. Camera behind me. On the way to the elevators, we’ll pass a supply closet on the right. It’s unlocked. Put your hand over my mouth and drag me into it. I’ll explain there. Ask me for more Healing Water when you’re done reading this and you’re ready to go.

My heart rate kicks up. I do everything I can not to show it on my face. What does she need to explain to me in private? Is this a trap? Should I do it anyway?

Only one way to find out.“Could I get some more Healing Water?”

Katie shines one of her many smiles my way. “Of course.”

After she discreetly flips her iPad back over and clicks a few buttons, probably deleting all evidence of that note, she heads to the mini fridge in the corner. When she comes back, she has another bottle of Healing Water in her hands. This time, it’s the plain water flavor.

I drink it in its entirety with a good feeling that I’m gonna need all the healing I can get.

“Welp,” Katie says with a slap of her thighs, “we should get going. Don’t wanna keep Victor waiting.”

I let out a bitter grunt as I slide my aching body off the bed. Katie plucks my leather jacket off a hook by the door and hands it to me. I slip into it, then follow her out of the infirmary.

The hallway is silent as I trail behind her. We pass a security guard patrolling the area. He barely looks up from his phone as we cross paths. Every echo of our footsteps makes my heart pound harder. The anxious energy simmering in Katie’s gut makes me anxious too. I read the signs outside each door as we pass them.

My heart skips a beat when I spot a door coming up markedsupply closet.I expand my powers to check if anyone’s around. The closest emotions I sense are from four people in a room around the corner. I don’t waste a second. I snatch Katie into my arms with a hand over her mouth. She pretends to struggle as I drag her into the closet with me.

Once inside, I let her go and she turns the lock. A tiny fireball appears in my palm, illuminating the many mops and spray bottles around us.

“We don’t have much time,” Katie says in a low voice. My flames dance across her sweet and innocent facial features, but gone is her mousey voice and that ever-present smile. Replacing it is a firm tone coupled with a frown that means business. “There aren’t cameras in here, but there are out there. If someone up in security saw you nab me, we have about one minute before they’re here, so listen carefully.”

“Wait.” I put my hand up, then magnify my mind power toward the security room. In that general area, I sense energy from two people. Neither seem alarmed. “We’re good.”

“How are you so sure?”

“Do you really want me to explain, or are you gonna tell me why you told me to kidnap you into a supply closet?”

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