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describing the Battle of Shiloh, one of the bloodiest battles ever, and she told a story about a little pond near the battlefield that turned red with all the blood from the wounded. She explained to us that the story was a myth, that it probably never really happened, but then I blinked.
    And I was there.
    Just like that. One minute I was in class, and the next minuteI was at the Battle of Freaking Shiloh in Tennessee, and it was
loud
, it was so loud, and the air was thick like fog and smelled like blood. There were people shouting and guns drawn and cannons firing, and I could see it all. And then I saw the pond. It was just as my teacher described it: small and stained red with blood.
    And I don’t know what happened next. I guess I just lost it. I started screaming and screaming and screaming, and then I blinked again.
    And I was back in class.
    Obviously I freaked everyone the hell out. The whole class was staring at me. I was gone so quick no one even noticed, so as far as they knew, I was yelling for no reason. They didn’t know that I could still smell the blood and the gunpowder and the death that hung in the air.
    After that, I was scared, really scared. What if I got stuck in the past? What if I spent the rest of my life bouncing around time, powerless to stop it?
    Instead, Dr. Franklin found me. And I came here. Here, where Gwen can wrap fire around her hands like a glove, where Harold whispers to ghosts and they whisper back, where Ryan can move things with his mind and influence people’s thoughts. We all have powers here, except for some of the staff and a few of the tutors. Even Dr. Franklin is one of us. He can heal himself and others, which is ironic because he is literally a doctor, but he’s the kind of academic doctor that teaches, not the medical kind. But even with his degrees and experience, he hasn’t really been able to help me progress all that much.
    â€œWhat are you thinking about?” Gwen asks, breaking the silence.
    I shrug. It’s sort of embarrassing to admit that I don’t have much control over my powers. From the moment I arrived at Berkshire, everyone else seemed to advance so much faster than me. And while the Doc is nice, I can tell that he’s getting frustrated with my lack of progress.
    When the Doctor found me and told my parents about the academy, we were all pretty relieved. I was glad that someone finally understood me, and I kind of hated high school anyway, so it was nice to get a change of scenery. I also liked that the Berk was a boarding school. I mean, I love my parents, but I don’t really feel comfortable at home. I never have. To be honest, I think I get along better with my old man now that I’m out of the house. We can tolerate each other when we only have to be in the same building on weekends. Our relationship is built on absence.
    It’s little wonder that Berkshire has become my real home.
    â€œI wish I knew what she was thinking,” Gwen says, her eyes still fixed on the fireplace. She glances at me, but looks away again. “You know, before.”
    I don’t want to talk about that, about the day Sofía went missing.
    Just thinking about it makes my head hurt. Like sharp, shooting pains.
    And my tongue. How weird is that? Thinking about the day Sofía got stuck in the past makes my
tongue
hurt. On the back of my tongue, near my throat, it just
aches
. It feels like that sort of burning dread rising in your throat when you know you need to cry but you just can’t.
    I open my mouth. I don’t know what I’m going to say to Gwen, but it doesn’t matter anyway, because in that moment,she disappears. The cold twilight air is replaced with morning mist and damp dew, and the shadows from the trees suddenly all point away from me.
    And I am standing in front of the chimney on the day Sofía disappeared.

CHAPTER 3
    My heart thumps, and I feel like I might throw up. I bend over, my hands on my