Linsley took the lead, his mind racing through their next steps.
The facility was falling apart around them, and alarms blared through the corridors.
Scientists and guards scrambled in a panic, trying to contain the chaos. But Linsley knew they had no chance of stopping what was happening.
His hand tingled slightly from using his Real Fantasy gift earlier to knock Ted out. It had worked, but the implications of his ability were already sinking in.
The power to bring fantasy into reality wasn't just useful—it was limitless, provided he had the imagination and control to wield it. But now wasn't the time to ponder its potential.
"Follow me," Linsley said, heading toward a nearby exit he had noticed earlier. "We need to get out before the whole place comes down."
