The city of San Francisco looked calm from the top of the Golden Gate bridge - another one of the lies the future was made up of. It was too still. Too quiet. Forced into silence by the Source, a fact Chris understood only too well.

When he was younger he'd loved the idea of secrets. They were mysterious and exciting but then he started realise that Wyatt had secrets darker than he could've ever dreamed. Now Chris was older he knew better than to enjoy his constant secrecy. It was not fun to hide the truth from his family, it was a burden and his to bear alone.