Reflections of Ruin

Willa was running. Her feet pounded against cold concrete that stretched endlessly in every direction. The sky above was gray and wrong, swirling like smoke trapped under glass.

"Willa!" Maya's voice called from somewhere behind her. "Willa, help us!"

She spun around and saw them. Maya and Jonah, standing frozen in the middle of the empty space. Their eyes were wide with terror, their mouths open