Every possible outcome came back wrong.
The one I wanted was all six of us off those stairs with Celine still breathing at the end of it, and that version didn't exist anywhere in what the system was showing me.
I took the first step and followed the giant.
What's wrong, Bram?
Melissa, and she wasn't settled at all.
We'd built the whole thing around that hallway. If the cell didn't open for us, the hallway was where it happened, and she was watching me walk straight past it.
These people are fighting each other. The girl doesn't believe in what Max is doing, I've been inside her head the whole way up those stairs. Are you honestly letting this go without trying?
I kept walking and they came behind me. Bootfalls. Bare feet. The giant's heavier rhythm ahead, filling the passage.
They planned all of it. I put it where she'd catch it. I'm still working.
