He’d been jealous of Sophie when her senses had been Awakened and his hadn’t. He’d been scared of her when he’d seen her do battle, in control of impossible powers. He’d been terrified for her when he’d seen the pain and confusion the Awakening had caused. But now that his own senses were Awakened and the world had turned sharp and brilliant, he’d had a momentary glimpse of his potential and he was beginning to understand what he might become. He’d experienced the Nidhogg’s thoughts and Clarent’s impressions, he’d caught fleeting glimpses of worlds beyond his imagination. He knew-beyond any shadow of a doubt-that he wanted to go to the next stage and be trained in the elemental magics. He just wasn’t sure he wanted to do it with the Alchemyst. There was something wrong with Nicholas Flamel. The revelation that there had been other twins before them had been shocking and disturbing, and Josh had questions-hundreds of questions-but he knew he wasn’t going to get a straight answer from the Alchemyst. Right now he didn’t know who to trust-except Sophie-and the realization that she would prefer not to have her powers was a little frightening. Even though his Awakened senses had given him a pounding headache and a sick sour stomach, had made his throat raw and his eyes gritty, he wouldn’t give them up. Unlike his twin, he realized, he was glad he hadn’t taken Thursday off.

Josh pressed his hand to his chest. Paper rustled under his T-shirt, where he still wore the two pages he’d snatched from the Codex. A thought occurred to him. “You know,” he said softly, “if we had gone to the Exploratorium, then Dee would have kidnapped Nicholas and Perenelle and he’d have the entire Codex. He probably would’ve already brought the Dark Elders back from their Shadowrealms. The world might have already ended. There’s no ordinary to go back to, Soph,” he finished in an awed whisper.

The twins stood in silence, trying to comprehend it all. The very idea was terrifying: it was almost incomprehensible that the world they knew could end. Back on Wednesday they would have laughed at the idea. But now? Now they both knew that it could have happened. And worse-they knew it might still happen.

“Or at least, that’s what Nicholas says,” Josh added, unable to keep the bitterness out of his voice.

“And you believe him?” Sophie asked, curious. “I thought you didn’t trust him.”

“I don’t,” Josh said firmly. “You heard what Palamedes said about him. Because of Flamel, because of what he did and didn’t do, hundreds of thousands of people have died.”

“Nicholas didn’t kill them,” Sophie reminded him. “Your friend,” she said sarcastically, “John Dee, did that.”