Alexis, who had rocked short hair for as long as I'd known her, had grown out her black tresses so that they hung to mid-back. Her brother had grown his out as well, keeping alive their tradition of looking as much alike as possible.
“Thanks,” she said. “We both had the urge.”
“Of course, you did. Ah, you haven't happened to get any visions, have you?”
“No, but Alex has been getting tingles.” She motioned at her brother. “You can only hide from us for so long.”
Alex looked up from his plate of pancakes. “Should be any mo—” His stare suddenly went distant.
“Right on time,” Alexis said, then she flinched.
“Holy shit!” I grabbed Alexis to keep her from toppling as a vision hit her too.
“No!” Alexis jerked away from me, her cup falling to hit the hardwood floor just seconds before she did.
“Fuck, I forgot,” I growled as I stepped back. “Everyone get back. You don't touch them when they get visions.”
The twins went still, stares focused forward, looking much as Kill does when he sees things. But their eyes didn't move like his. They were frozen. It looked different from the last time I'd seen them have a vision. And that scared me.
Speaking of frozen . . .
“Elsa,” Alex said.
“What did you say?” Tiernan asked.
“Cinderella!” Alexis exclaimed as she sat up. “Windmill! Off with her head!”
“That wrascly rabbit!” Killian shouted.
I looked at him.
“What? I thought we were shouting cartoon stuff.”
“Cartoons,” Hunter Mi-cha murmured, then looked at the other hunters.
“Songwol-dong,” Hunter Do-hun said. “It must be.”
“What's Songwol-dong?” Alex asked, suddenly back. “And does it have a tower of teacups?”
“Yes!” Do-hun pointed at Alex.
“And pieces of Cinderella's castle plopped onto a modern building?” Alexis asked.
“Yes! The rest of the building is hidden by the one in front of it, so you usually don't see the modern stuff.”
“That's the place,” Alexis said to her brother. Then she looked down at herself and grimaced. “I need to change.”
“Sorry.” I grabbed a napkin off the table and handed it to her. “I automatically grabbed you when you started to fall.”
“It's okay.” She brushed at her black shirt. “Extinguisher shirts are cheap. I buy them by the ten-pack.” Then she dropped her arm and stared at me. “She's alive.”
“What?” Medea, who'd been gathered with the others around us, pushed over to Alexis. “Sang-hee lives?”
“Yes,” Alexis said. “We need to go. Now!”
She ran for the door, tossing the napkin aside.
Alex cursed as he shot to his feet. “Your coat! Don't forget your coat, Alexis!”
