Echo!!
The world heeded my call, a 3D model of the world a kilometer around me being submitted directly into my head.
I already knew the perpetrator; my action was merely cautionary, and considering my state, it was surprisingly easy to pull off.
A powerful tremble went through me, and as I moved to take a step, I tumbled back and had to lean on Mirah's car for support.
"Marcus, get a grip on yourself."
The road was filled with cars, pedestrians walking by the sides. If I continued with my drama any longer, it was only a matter of time before someone noticed my state, the worst of them being Mirah.
"Marcus, you have to move," I roared in my head.
Pocketing my bloody palm, I marched away from beside the silver Camry straight into the hotel.
I kept my head bowed as I moved, my face contorted in a grimace, and quickly put myself into the elevator.
