Senna’s POV

The blue at my feet broke into a hole. At first, it was black. But then color filtered in. Looking down, I saw that I was looking over a camp of some sort.

I knelt down and tried to touch the space. But there was a barrier my hand couldn’t get through.

A form emerged. It was Viktor I realized with a gasp. What was happening. I couldn’t make sense of what I was seeing.

It was the island for sure. And there were several people sitting around a fire, with Viktor in the middle. He was cooking something on a stick with a sly smile.

“We attack...