infinitedc

Part Three The rooftop fell silent. Not the silence of an empty city. The silence of a room where everyone had stopped breathing. The fracture hung in the sky above them like a wound cut into reality itself. Around it, the morning air shimmered unnaturally. The skyline bent in subtle, impossible ways—the corners of nearby buildings stretched and snapped back into place as though New York itself couldn’t decide what shape it was supposed to be. Finn couldn’t take his eyes off it. “...It’s beautiful.” Zeeva glanced at him. “It shouldn’t be.” The black tear widened another inch. Inside...something unfolded. It wasn’t walking. It wasn’t floating. It simply became . Every second it seemed to possess a different shape—a towering figure one moment, a swarm of twisting ribbons the next. It had no face, yet Finn couldn’t shake the feeling that it was staring directly at him. Behind Zeeva, Dr. Bunsen Honeydew frantically adjusted a handheld scanner. “According to these readings,” he announced, “...