7
Seeing is Believing
“April? You OK? What was that bang? Your breathing sounds stressed. April?”
Had she just seen what she thought she’d seen? What everyone else had been seeing all the time? She thought it would feel different, more real, or surreal, or something. The way it had moved had been beautiful and terrifying at once, but now that it was out of sight, she wasn’t sure.
She would have to look again.
April took a deep breath, then let it out slowly. Her heartbeat was not so easy to control, pounding loudly in her ears as she forced herself to get moving, to grasp the edge of the last locker and pull herself around to look into the hallway.
The bright flash of white startled her yet again, the groping appendage still flowing before the main body of the form. The shape reminde
