@redeyesandaclearmind
Material brushed her shoulder and she flinched visibly. Shirts? Holy fuck that scared her. Lifting her glasses she used her powers to peer out in the darkness. Blinking she’d focus her mind to see through the door that stood in front of her. A bedroom. Well thanks, Prof, for dropping me in a stranger’s home. Pft, how’s this a safe place for her to be. She’s a mutant. All it takes is one arrest and someone to take her glasses and she’s in a laboratory again! Damn it, Prof. Hand reaching to the door she stepped out, hiding her eyes behind her glasses again she crept from the closet and snuck out into the bedroom. Peeking at the calendar she heard noises elsewhere in the building. Zena peered over her glasses at the bedroom door but saw nothing. Maybe it was a cat or something, well, hopefully anyway. The calendar’s year was several years into the future. And the name on the papers on the desk... Summers. Ryder? Who’s Ryder Summers? Oh, Future. Maybe Scott had a kid? Or a younger relative? Ahh, she’s getting a headache from overthinking now. She walked to the door and moved to open it up.











