Jenny's condition was similar to a disconnected mind from their body.
But the troubling part was? He only knew how to destroy and disconnect, and even that was subconsciously. His powers, especially with the mist and the dream energy, had always leaned toward control, disconnection, and destruction. But restoration or repair?
This was new ground.
He crouched by her side, placing a palm gently on her forehead. "Let's take a look," he muttered.
Closing his eyes, Jon focused, letting his consciousness sink into Jenny's. He was instantly pulled into the fabric of her mind world, and the moment he materialized within it, his breath caught.
Chaos.
Unlike the serene white space he usually saw in other people's mind worlds—a clean, quiet dimension filled with carefully stored memories and floating skills—Jenny's was a wreck.
