![]() ![]() ![]() He closed his eyes against the strangely dancing flames and wished things were different. He breathed smoke, felt his entire body choke on it. It tasted how the world smelled along contested borders nowadays, countries lost to the ravages of climate change, war, and bitter politics. He sucked in air and coughed out what felt like embers, the metallic tang of blood coating his scorched dry mouth. ![]() He blinked slowly, almost lazily, up at the once white ceiling of a high-security biolab, trying to find the gut-deep determination he knew he needed to survive this mess, but failed. The fire licking at his feet didn’t hurt nearly as much as the inferno burning through his body. To get your free copy of the Metahuman Files short story A Distant Devotion featuring Jamie and Kyle, sign-up for Hailey Turner's newsletter over here! No part of this book may be reproduced or distributed in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. ![]()
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