*
Analysis had run out and now I was in Trashtime. All I had been able to do was hide behind Josh as he stopped the little creatures from infiltrating the Grand Peak. I knew that there was nothing I could have done by going outside, but it still stung. I was happy that I had saved Emma, but Astrid's words for me to come back to the battlefield were still gnawing at me.
At this moment I found myself wondering if I had actually changed at all. The fear I felt, consolidated by my logic against my will to do something almost drove me insane.
Had I moved a step forward or was I moving backwards?
This helplessness I felt was devastating.
The drawbacks to my innate ability were drawing me back. Even though I had told Josh that my extension abilities were probably my multiple abilities, I was starting to doubt it. Every one I had met so far had extension abilities that allowed them do insane things despite their restrictions.
