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The first time that Erik disappeared, Riley shifted a little, her body stiffening. The next time, she only remained stiff, not even beginning to understand the bare minimum of the physical possibilities--or impossibilities--of it. A man that could teleport. The thought struck her funny, though...

Streetlights, people, panic, and horns all turned into her quiet flat. Riley turned around this way and that, almost in disbelief that they were really where she thought they were. Familiar white walls, hardwood flooring, a coffee table, a small black sofa... Her hair, already disheveled, was...

The past two minutes were fuzzy. Perhaps it was the adrenaline of chasing a total stranger down a crowded sidewalk in New Lincoln, or even the fact that he seemed to try to stop and talk, apologize for running, even. The questions in her head swam around, but Riley knew she probably needed to...

Riley had realized upon his turning around that she had no idea what to say or even ask him. She hadn't expected him to gasp, so she stiffened at it, a little taken aback. Sarcastic scenarios played out in her mind as she watched his face pale and redden, not helping her in the least to conjure...

Riley hadn't slept well for the last few nights. It wasn't because of the traffic and noise outside of her apartment, or the obnoxiously loud tenants that inhabited the space below her. No, no. In comparison to what happened, that was almost preferred. She unlocked her phone, sliding the volume...