CHAPTER SEVEN
“What do you mean, my world is going to be destroyed?” Treehugger asked. She sat up and leaned toward Jason, her eyes narrowing. “And are you a superhuman of some sort? I’ve never heard of you before.”
“Yes. I mean no. I mean …” Jason shrugged. “It’s complicated.”
“Uh huh,” said Treehugger, who still didn’t know whether to believe this Jason guy or not. “So, Jason—”
“Call me Space,” Jason interrupted. “Mr. Space. I prefer to be called that.”
“Okay,” said Treehugger, who now secretly decided that Jason was probably more arrogant than evil. “So, Mr. Space, where did you come from? Are you from Earth?”
Mr. Space scratched the back of his head. “Yes, but—”
“It’s complicated,” Treehugger finished for him. “Right?”
“Actually, it’s surprisingly simple,” said Mr. Space. “See,
