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Before Tucker had a chance to keep talking to his new friend,<br />

I shouted, “Tucker! Let’s get out of here!” I didn’t k<strong>no</strong>w why I was<br />

shouting. It was still silent except for the crackle of the flames.<br />

He didn’t even look up. His gaze was fixed on that fiery thing<br />

as it writhed on the floor, somehow <strong>no</strong>t spreading to the carpet. He<br />

was absolutely mesmerized.<br />

I didn’t want to go over to the side of the room where there<br />

were slamming doors and random fires, but I didn’t have a choice. I<br />

darted over to him and grabbed hold of his arm. “Tucker! Come on!”<br />

I urged. Adrenaline was surging through me and my heart was<br />

racing to break the sound barrier. We had to go. Now.<br />

When his eyes lifted to mine, the amazement contained<br />

within them shocked me. He wasn’t afraid. He was completely<br />

captivated. “It started a fire, Chelsea. All on its own. Imagine the<br />

power ...”<br />

I ig<strong>no</strong>red his creepy remark and pulled his arm as hard as I<br />

could. Luckily, he started to follow me in the direction of the hall. I<br />

let go of his hand and hurried to the doorway.<br />

When I turned to make sure he was following me, I saw that<br />

he had stopped just a foot away and had turned to stare at the burning<br />

walkie-talkie again. I opened my mouth to call out to him at the same<br />

time that he was k<strong>no</strong>cked right off his feet.<br />

This wasn’t a push like I had experienced at the Masons’<br />

house. This was something barreling right into him and sending him<br />

flying. It was like watching a scene in a movie where someone gets<br />

thrown into a wall. He hit the wood with a dull thud and fell<br />

facedown onto the carpet.<br />

“Tucker!” His name wrenched itself out of my throat as I<br />

bolted over to him. I was distinctly aware that whatever had just<br />

k<strong>no</strong>cked into him could do the same thing to me, but I didn’t care. I<br />

needed to make sure that he was okay.<br />

I fell to my knees at his side, unsure of what to do. Should I<br />

touch him? He could have been seriously hurt by that impact.<br />

Anything I did might make it worse.<br />

Luckily, he moved on his own and looked up at me with a<br />

dazed expression. He didn’t say anything, but the fact that he was<br />

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