I’m standing on stage at Herald Square Garden, lights blazing, crowd screaming my name. I can’t move. Joshua, Darius, even Mom—Elizabeth—is sitting in the front row, smiling like everything’s fine. But I remember. I remember the retreat. I remember stabbing her. I remember the Entity wearing Gemma’s face.\n\nThen I see myself—bloody, broken, crawling out of my own stomach. The smile splits open, revealing layers of teeth, mouths within mouths. I try to scream, but my jaw locks. The crowd thinks I’ve collapsed. They don’t see the thing forcing its way down my throat.\n\nI’m not in control. I never was.\n\nBut maybe… I can still end it.