John looked up at me, his tears now stopped. “Vega?” I nodded. “It’ll be okay. I’ll get you out of here.” I could only think that Morrigone had somehow imprisoned John here to get back at me. As I turned to look around for a way out, I let go of his hand. Or at least I tried to. I looked down at my hand and what I saw made me more than slightly sick. His fingers were now part of my fingers. They had somehow grown together. I jerked my arm back, but all that did was lift John off the floor. His other arm reached out and gripped my shoulder.
Now did you think this weird baby mirror john was your actual brother...? Whatever comes next its your fault
