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When he saw me standing there-a hooded figure with a nightmare face — Jayden froze, shocked, scared to death. I reached out to push him back into the elevator. I only intended to give him a shove, but when my hand touched his chest, my fingers flashed and I felt something jolt through my arm, and Jayden was suddenly flying backward as if he'd been hit with a sledgehammer. As he slammed against the lift wall and slumped to the floor, I stepped in after him and the doors closed behind me.
There was a faint smell of electricity in the elevator-a hot, crackly kind of smell-and as I hit the button for the ground floor I realized that the skin of my hands was shimmering, too, just like my face. And the ends of my fingertips were glowing red.
The elevator started to descend.
I looked down at Jayden. He was very pale, his face white and rigid, his hands shaking.
He stared at me for a moment, then wiped his mouth and spat on the floor. "What the hell are you?"
I guessed that meant that he wasn't too badly hurt.
"I'm your worst nightmare," I told him.