“It’s happening again,” he whispered to the empty room.
The Bridge wasn't just a way across the river; it was the city's main power conduit. If it went "unstable," Oakhaven wouldn't just be dark—it would literally start to unspool. 1. Unstable
Elias watched as his coffee cup began to . Not the liquid inside, but the ceramic itself. One moment it was a solid, matte blue; the next, it was translucent, flickering like a dying lightbulb. He reached out to steady it, but his fingers passed straight through the handle. “It’s happening again,” he whispered to the empty room
He stepped toward the window. Outside, the city of Oakhaven looked like a watercolor painting left out in the rain. The skyscraper across the street was leaning at an impossible forty-degree angle, yet its windows hadn't broken. A park bench was hovering three feet off the ground, slowly rotating. His phone buzzed—a solid, comforting vibration. Elias watched as his coffee cup began to
Elias grabbed his kit. As he stepped onto the sidewalk, the concrete felt like wet sand. He had to move quickly. In a world where "1. Unstable" was the new status quo, the only thing he could count on was that nothing would stay the same for long.
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