CHAPTER SEVEN
At midnight that night, I stood on the rooftop of the Braindome by myself, my arms folded in front of my chest as I patiently waited for Shade to show up and take me to wherever Red Tide was. The night air was cold, although thankfully it hadn’t started snowing here yet. Even so, I shivered slightly when a cold breeze blew through, although my costume’s cold resistance kept me from freezing.
I had told Brains earlier that I planned to leave as early tomorrow morning as possible, but in truth, I was going to leave tonight at midnight. This mission was extremely time sensitive, mostly because of my personal deadline. If I didn’t get the weapon back in a week, then Blizzard was going to die, whereas if I managed to pull this off, then I could get Miracle and potentially save B
