Chapter 13
I started to get up and head towards the door, but Sophie caught my wrist.
"Wait, let's talk this through," she said.
"We've left him alone long enough," I said. "He's so isolated and despairing. We can't leave him like that a moment longer."
"I think you're projecting," Sophie said.
"What are you talking about? We just felt everything he was feeling," I said.
"I didn't," Sophie said. "I knew he was on the third floor. I sensed that. But as to the rest?" She looked over at Brianna, who shrugged and then shook her head.
I sank back down to the floor. "We were all seeing the same thing, right?"
"A projection of the house like a dollhouse with blots of color inside," Brianna said.
"I didn't see the dollhouse," I said. "I guess I was just in it. But the blots of color were
