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you want answers, you have to drink it.”
    I look at the liquid one last time, eyeing its blue color and fizzing bubbles. Witnesses, I remind myself. If he poisons me, I have an entire restaurant full of witnesses. I give him one last warning glare before retrieving the vial from his hand. “If I die,” I begin, unscrewing the top, “I’m going to haunt you. I’ll be your worst Freddy freaking nightmare.”
    He nods. “I have no doubt.”
    I close my eyes slowly, imagining it’s Thursday night at Proud Larry’s, Ace just announced last call, and it’s time to man up. I throw back the vial, downing the liquid in one quick shot, just like old times. I stick out my tongue, gagging at the bitter taste.
    “You get used to it,” he says with a satisfied smile. “Or at least that’s what they tell me.”
    I groan. “What was that?”
    “You’ll see.” He grabs my arm. “Let’s get you in the moonlight.”
    He drags me through the kitchen and out the back door. We are already standing in the yard when the screen door slaps shut behind us. He looks up at the sky, cursing loudly. “Clouds.” He mutters something else under his breath as he studies the sky. “We have to wait for them to pass.”
    He pulls me across the yard, still looking up at the sky, positioning me as if I’m a lawn ornament. Maybe he’d be pleased if I pose like a flamingo.
    After pulling me back and forth, he finally settles on a spot next to some high grass. I cringe away from it. I think I might actually prefer the alligators.
    “Just stay put.”
    I shoot him a look, but he only rolls his eyes.
    “What is going to happen?” I intentionally step away from the grass.
    He looks cautiously behind me. “We’re just waiting on the alligators.”
    I whip around in a panic to the sound of his muffled laugh.
    “That’s not funny. And how do you know I’m scared of alligators?”
    “You speak your thoughts out loud when you’re nervous.” He attempts to hide his amusement as he smiles at the ground. I feel oddly proud, making him smile. It seems like such a hard task to accomplish. “Besides, everyone is scared of alligators. They’re basically giant frogs with teeth.”
    I shudder. “Ugh. Frogs.”
    He rubs his temple like he has a headache. “Abby is going to freaking love you.”
    I start to ask him if that means I’m allowed to actually meet Abby, but his attention diverts back to the sky, where the clouds begin to part. Whatever we are waiting for is about to happen.
    I suck in a breath, prepared for impact. The clouds scatter. The light of the moon sneaks through the corner, revealing itself inch by inch. I grit my teeth as the last puff glides past. I close my eyes, expecting something to change, maybe a sensation or some kind of involuntary movement, but nothing happens.
    I open my eyes to inquire about what I should expect when I notice the faint green light. I swallow my breath. My entire body emits a green light, like I’m radioactive. I hold my hand out in front of my face and turn it back and forth, watching the light wave at me. I look through the haze to gape at Reid.
    “What is happening to me?” I turn around in circles to showcase the glow.
    “You are one of them.”
    “What?” I can’t comprehend the expressionless look on his face as he stares across the field at me. Why did he act so shocked? Didn’t he expect this to happen? “What is this? What did you do to me?”
    He walks a few steps closer, his face falling with each step. He’s sad. Possibly devastated. “I didn’t do anything to you. This is who you are.”
    “What? A glow stick?” I wave my hand in circles. “Because if this is what I’ve been waiting twenty-two years to find out, I’m going to be pissed.”
    He shakes his head, annoyance running thick on his face. “An Innocent. You’re one of the Innocent.”
    My arms fall limply at my side. I’ve been called a lot of things over the years, some quite horrible, but never an