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the word “no” leading each wail.
    Roxie stomach sank to her feet as she neared Grandma but didn’t touch her. “Sekiro, does she...?”
    “Think you’re dead? Yep.”
    “Oh, god. I’ve made things worse.” She felt torn between wrapping her arms around Grandma, or just plopping on the couch and crying with her.
    “Be strong. We can fix this. Do you know anyone who displayed any psychic powers?”
    “I don’t think so,” Roxie said, unsure. “Not on Earth, though,” she added, remembering Maharaja from Druconica.
    “It needs to be someone from Earth. Keep thinking.”
    She cycled through her memories, bringing up everyone she’d come across. No one from her childhood had ever displayed extraordinary perceptive abilities, no friends, no extended family. No... “Mister rich cruise line owner. Him! I forget his name.”
    “Who?”
    “The part where I told you about the cruise ship and the guy who attacked us. The father of the family who shared their suite with us, he was a half-seer. At least that’s what Aerigo said.” Roxie had glossed over the family when she’d told her story. She’d skipped right to the morning Daio had tried to kill her and what happened shortly after. “Will a half-seer work?”
    “I’m half sure of it,” Sekiro said. “We’ll find out when we meet up with him. What’s his name?”
    For the life of her, she couldn’t recall the cruise line owner’s name. She remembered his sandy hair and light eyes, and charming smile, his adorable son and pleasant wife. None of their names came to her mind; just their personalities, their abundant kindness and love.
    “I think I’ve got a lock on the person you mentioned. Brace yourself.”
    Roxie’s vision streaked and disoriented her as she was plucked out of her house, passing through the roof. Before she could let the thought of passing through a solid object nauseate her, her vision sped above the city like aerial footage being fast-forwarded. Her spirit body soared southwest over the Great Lakes. Towns, cities, roads, forest, and more bodies of water whipped by underneath. The Great Plains rolled by and rose into the Rocky Mountains with a smudge of clouds topping them. She passed through the clouds, but felt no cold or moisture. Heck, there wasn’t any wind roaring in her ears. It felt more like she was standing in place while the world spun beneath her.
    The sky brightened to sunset colors and the sun rose over the horizon, large and orange. Her view got blocked by a skyscraper she saw long enough to note only that its visible sides were covered in tinted windows. And then she was inside, in a meeting room with lots of people in it. Her vision cleared and stilled, and her spirit body shook from the adrenaline rush.
    Perhaps a dozen men and women in expensive suits sat around an oval table, all of them listening to a man with sandy hair talking. He stood next to a laptop propped on a podium with a projector screen behind him. The current slide was of several mouthwatering dishes of food. The man talking about them was-- “Luis!” Hearing his soothing voice was all she needed to remember his name.
    Luis paused midsentence and stared at Roxie like he was seeing a ghost. Roxie looked down at herself. She looked perfectly solid, like she had been at home, but she was back in her capris, girl tee, and sneakers, an outfit from back on the cruise ship.
    “Why do my clothes keep changing?”
    “It’s a subconscious projection of how you want to be seen.”
    Again she heard Sekiro’s voice echoing next to her, but the Numina’s body was nowhere to be seen. “I want him to recognize and remember me. This outfit helps.”
    “Oh, he remembers you alright.”
    Luis shook his head as if to clear his thoughts, then passed glances between Roxie and the seated people, most of whom took turns looking in Roxie’s direction. None of them reacted to her sudden appearance, turning back to Luis with furrowed brows.
    He glanced at his