A spike of white-hot agony drove itself into the center of Nikki's skull.
Nikki gasped, her eyes rolling back in her head. The breath left her lungs in a strangled wheeze.
Whatever she saw was taking her out.
"Nikki?" Adonis's voice sounded miles away, distorted and slow.
She staggered back, clutching her head with both hands, the phantom sensation of needles pricking every inch of her skin. The memory was gone as fast as it had come, leaving behind a smoking crater in her mind and a single, terrifying feeling that she couldn't name.
"Nikki!"
Adonis caught her as she collapsed, his arms locking around her.
"What did you see?!" he roared, his voice shaking the factory floor. "What happened? Nikki, report!"
Nikki looked up at him, her vision swimming, her face pale as the synthetic skin hanging behind her. She opened her mouth to speak, but only a whimper came out.
Something inside her had just knocked on the door.
Then she blanked out.
