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The crash site was a chaos of twisted metal and shattered glass, the road a smear of black rubber. The five of us split up—Willow and Eliza vanished into the trees, Zed and Addison hand-in-hand down the highway, and I struck out alone. The sun fell like a stone, dropping into night without warning, and I found myself on a beach, the sand glowing faintly under a moonless sky. Bonfires crackled, and a crowd of people moved in the flickering light. "Hi!" I called, relief in my voice. A shout answered: "Daywalker!" Then a whirlwind snatched me up, spinning me until a boy with wind-bitten eyes set me down. A woman's voice cut through: "Victor, why help a daywalker?" I lifted my arm, the lomolens catching the firelight. "It's not a fire goblet," I said, a pink orb rising from the bracelet. "I…