#Chapter 165: Blame

I didn’t wake until the car shut off, and Ted carefully nudged my arm. I shot upright and lashed out. He winced as my punch landed hard on his shoulder. “Jesus, Celeste,” Jack said. The memories slowly trickled back in. I was in the car with my brother and Matt. I was safe. “Sorry.” I gave Ted a sheepish look. He waved me off. “Don’t worry about it. Good hit.” I nodded and peered through the front window. We were parked outside a motel. The neon sign gleamed blue and pink in the dim light. It wasn’t snowing anymore, but mounds of it covered the parking lot. A light was on in the office and in one room. Aside from a single red Toyota, we were the only ones here. “We’re going to stop here for the night,” Seth said. “Okay.” I got out of the car and stretched my arms over my head. Everything felt sore, and I rolled my neck. Using that much power took a lot out of me. Despite sleeping for hours, I still felt exhausted. That, and ravenously hungry. I tried to access the earth again,