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Chapters (45)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Chapter Twenty-Six
  29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  32. Chapter Thirty
  33. Chapter Thirty-One
  34. Chapter Thirty-Two
  35. Chapter Thirty-Three
  36. Chapter Thirty-Four
  37. Chapter Thirty-Five
  38. Chapter Thirty-Six
  39. Author’s Note
  40. Glitch Glossary
  41. Acknowledgments
  42. About the Author
  43. Back Ad
  44. Books by Laura Martin
  45. About the Publisher

The alarm system stopped blaring as we rushed into the main atrium, but the red flashing lights that had been present down every hallway continued in here as well, casting an eerie red glow on the cavernous ceiling. The faculty was there already, but Callaway was the only one still in his pajamas. He scanned the room, mouthing our names as he counted to make sure that we were all present. That done, he clapped his hands for quiet, and the nervous murmuring stopped instantly as all eyes turned to him.

“What’s going on?!” Regan called out, and Callaway motioned at her to be quiet, his normally jovial face tight with worry.

“There has been an attack at the Academy,” he said, and there was an audible gasp as everyone took that in. Regan’s whole body went rigid next to mine.

“What kind of attack?” she asked.

“We aren’t sure yet,” he said. “All we know is that the entire Academy island has lost communication, and we are on lockdown until we know more.”

“What do you mean lockdown?” Regan asked, her voice high and shrill. “Aren’t we going to help them? Is anyone hurt?”

“Regan,” Callaway said sternly. “I am telling you everything I know. And no, we are not going to help them. At least not until we know more.”

“But,” she started to protest, and I did everyone a favor and put my hand over her mouth to shut her up.

“Thank you,” Callaway said as he turned back to the group. Regan sank her teeth into the fleshy part of my palm, and I jerked my hand away. She wiped her mouth and glared at me, and I got the distinct feeling that she was wishing she’d bit me harder.

“All we know right now is that the Academy suffered a security breach after midnight tonight. We were alerted to it so we could make sure our own security was tightened. However, within five minutes of receiving the notification, there was a series of explosions on the Academy island, and we lost all communication.” Regan’s already pale face got even paler, reflecting the horror I felt flooding through my system like a tidal wave. This couldn’t be real. Not the Academy.