My head was throbbing and in the distance I could hear someone calling my name, echoing over and over again. “Ali, Al, Al wake up, you have to wake up,” warm hands closed on either side of my face and I tried to pry my eyes open. I coughed, inhaling a harsh breath of smoke. Finally, forcing my eyes open, it was Alex’s gaze that I met. Those warm brown eyes looking back at me, his face so close to mine. His hair was a mess now, a streak of blood smeared across his cheek. What’s going on? Where are we? Straining to remember the last thing that happened made my head pound. Alex and I were in the science lab, kissing, groping. Alex is Onyx, but then Onyx was staring at me through the glass. Alex can’t be Onyx.
“Al, I’m going to pick you up. We have to get out of here,” Alex’s voice said next,
