#spaceships!

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"But she might kill Jamal!" I yelled, looking for a way down.

"Yeah," Tilly said, grabbing my arm. "She's probably prepared for it."

"How?" I asked.

Tilly pulled me forward as we started to phase through the roof. "My guess, she'll just replace him with an earlier version."

"Can she do that?"

"Who knows? But if she can't, having that horn will make coming up with another way even easier."

We reached the ground and Tilly started running. I did my best to keep up, but all the other people in the street were running away. Well, maybe not everyone. More than a few people were standing on the sidewalk gawking at the spaceship hovering over their neighborhood.

"Get out of here!" I yelled to them. "Go!" But they didn't listen and I didn't have the time to make them. Kink was already preparing a counter attack. The buildings themselves began to grow arms and legs and rise from the ground.

"Stop it! Stop!" Tilly yelled, but they couldn't hear her, not over the sound of living buildings attacking a spaceship. Tilly stopped as the buildings began to explode from Freyja's ship's weapons. She turned around and grabbed my hand. "Come on!"

She pulled me forward as we angled away from them. We went right toward a building. I closed my as she went running right into the wall. She, of course, phased right through it. I opened my eyes just in time to see the wall coming toward me, I barely had time to let out a yelp. Then I went through the wall as well and into the lobby of an apartment building.

We continued on outside and through several more buildings. When we emerged on the other side, I glanced back and saw the fight behind us, the living buildings versus the spaceship. We continued to run on. "Hurry!" she yelled. "His apartment's up ahead!"

"Yeah," I shouted back. "I know! I was alive in this time. Jamal was my friend!"

"Well, then get your butt moving!" she yelled. "And stop making me do all the work! We need to get to him before they do!"

The explosions behind us were getting louder. I tried to speed up to take the lead, but it turned out future Tilly was just faster than me. I recognized Jamal's apartment building as we came up on it. I remembered this place. It had been a while since he had lived here.

Tilly started toward the door, but before she reached it. The door and Jamal stepped out. She stopped dead. "Mr. Sampson?" she said. He looked at her, then me, and I realized not only didn't he recognize her, but he didn't recognize me either. "We need to move," Tilly said.

to be continued next week