April 24, 2013
Tyler Foster | Haven Underground Base
It's been a month since that day.
Since I gave them all "powers." Since I lied about where mine came from.
The stones I passed around, that big stone—they all believed were relics, cosmic leftovers from some other world. I told them they gave me telekinesis. That was the lie.
Because truth is… I made that stone.
And the truth truth? I already had every power I could imagine.
OmniScript did that. I did that.
Now we're seated around the main meeting table inside Haven—our hidden underground base beneath the city. Circular walls hum with quiet energy. Holograms flicker. A digital sun hangs in the artificial sky above us.
The table glowed faint blue with the projection of a map. All of us stared at the blinking red marker.
That's where he is.
Crow.
