I don't remember everything about how it happened. I do remember waking up. I remember that abject terror of not knowing where I was or how I'd gotten there.

And I remember the light. At 14, it had reminded me of comic book images of radioactive sludge.…

"Everett!" He was going to be the death of me, but not before he was the death of himself. "Everett, where did you go?"

"Sasha, chill, I'm over here! Come check it out!"

"Keep talking! I can't tell where you are!" I was looking at a wall of boulders, po…