Chapter Three: I Stole Its Door

Lu struck a seam without light—and fell from the shadow of a pillar in the underground garage, directly beside the silver tanker. Shadowstep. The power had saved him before he had even won it. There was no time to wonder why. Lu engaged a cargo winch and dragged the tanker beneath the immense shadow of the blankets. The mirrors could see no living person, only one another. Inside their infinite reflections, every lethal future collided with a different future and canceled out. The countdown reached zero. The tanker silently collapsed into a black coin. The umbravore dived for it, but Lu's shadow moved faster. A black hand punched through the creature's chest, tore free a symbol shaped like a door, and pressed it into the darkness beneath Lu's