For the rest of the day, Micah went on absentmindedly. Commands blurred into white noise, the harsh bark of the instructor went in one ear and out the other. Nothing stuck. When they marched, he was half a beat late. When they pivoted, he spun the wrong way. By the third error, Sergeant Seth McKay's whistle echoed so fiercely that everyone flinched.
"Ramsy!" he yelled. "Eyes front, brain engaged, move!"
Micah jerked to attention, straightening his back. But the second the instructor's eyes landed on another student, his thoughts rushed to anything unrelated to the training.
He dreaded tonight's meeting. For the first time, he was going to be in the same space as both the novel's original male lead and its protagonist. And worst of all, he himself filled the role of villain in the novel.
The combination felt dangerous, perhaps even lethal. What if something went wrong? What if the world's unconscious or plot power was activated because of it?
