Seraphina tried to focus on the lecture.
The professor's voice droned on at the front of the class, Maker scraping lightly against the board, words forming and dissolving into nothing in her mind. She had her pen in hand, notebook open, eyes fixed forward. But she hadn't written a single word in minutes.
Her phone vibrated against the wooden desk. A soft, subtle buzz.
Her fingers stilled.
For a moment, she didn't move and didn't breathe.
Then slowly, she turned the phone over.
Unknown number. Her stomach tightened.
Not again!
She shouldn't open it. She already knew she shouldn't. But her thumb betrayed her, pressing against the screen.
"Look outside" The words sat there on her screen.
A strange feeling crawled up her spine.
Seraphina's grip tightened around the phone as her eyes lifted slowly, almost unwillingly, toward the large windows lining the side of the lecture hall.
At first, she saw nothing.
