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UFOs is coming, and it’s bad news that I’m swearing. Well fuck that.”  
    Traffic eased long enough for Piper to glance over. She’d gone full manual before the cab maneuver, and as far as Trevor could see without looking up, she looked flushed with the stress of driving.
    “You okay, Trevor?”
    “Peachy.”  
    “You scared?”  
    Making his voice as insulted as possible: “No.” It was the biggest lie he’d ever told, other than the one he told every day by saying nothing, about Piper.  
    “Well, I’m scared.” She reached out and tapped the radio. It was voice activated, so she said, “Radio. News.” The car was filled with a comforting third voice, droning on about something neither of them probably really wanted to hear. “It’s okay to be scared, Trevor.”
    “I’m fine , okay?”  
    Again she glanced over, vaguely hurt. That hurt Trevor in return. He didn’t want to offend her, but talking with her was hell. Piper only seemed confused, not understanding why he’d turned on her over the past six months when they used to be such good friends.  
    “Well, just sit back then. Assuming we can make it to the park, we’ll get Lila and then head home. Everything will be fine after that.”  
    Trevor found the statement insulting, but said nothing because Piper was probably saying it for herself more than for him. Still, heading to the top floor of a Manhattan building during a coming invasion was less intelligent than ridiculous. There was no way his father, with all his paranoia, had the penthouse in mind as their final plan. He probably had survival gear stowed somewhere, and they’d head into the subway tunnels to live like well-equipped hobos until the overlords had enslaved the world above.  
    On the radio, the announcer repeated something Trevor had already heard from his friends’ investigations during class, when word about the Astral app happenings had first started to spread: that current projections, crowdsourced by the civilian eggheads watching Astral, seemed to think humanity had only five days left to pretend it was alone in the universe. After that, the ships or whatever they were would arrive. Then shit would really hit the fan.  
    Piper reached out and tapped the radio to turn it off, her finger shaking.

CHAPTER FIVE

    Day One, Morning  
    The Dempsey Penthouse, New York

    Meyer tapped his earbud while running around the penthouse with a sense of foreboding. Somehow without knowing at all, he’d been sure this was coming.  
    All the visions in his ceremonies. Tripped-out haze, lying beside Heather while she talked about the “groovy fucking colors,” sharing none of his richer experience in the far-seeing rituals. Ayahuasca was medicine, but Heather just saw it as a helluva time — not unlike the many other substances she’d put into her body and brain. She’d never been truly addicted to anything through all her dalliances, so it seemed ironic to Meyer — who’d really only cared for that most expensive drug of all — that he might have been the addicted one.  
    Not to the chemicals, but to the puzzle his mind had been slowly solving since his first glimpse of Mother Ayahuasca.  
    “Incoming call from: Piper.”  
    The mechanical voice pronounced Piper’s name as “Pipper.” It was simple to correct mispronunciations, but he’d never cared to. And right now, on the eve of an apocalypse, it annoyed Meyer more than anything that his phone still couldn’t properly pronounce his wife’s name.  
    He tapped the bud again.  
    There was a shuffling noise. Meyer heard his son say, “Here.”
    Piper: “Oh, excellent, thank you, Trevor. Meyer?”
    Meyer was shoving item after item into a duffel. He’d just packed two similar bags, and most of what they’d need was already in the van downstairs. From the outside, Meyer’s packing would have looked less frantic than he felt, owing to the fact that he’d practically memorized his packing lists and kept