*Fair warning: this is a work of fiction—do not try to replicate, imitate, or otherwise emulate what Riley Ross or any of the other characters does and has done… especially the ones that you are about to read in this chapter, as it could easily be emulated in real life.*
"What… did you do?"
"Shh."
Mr. Monday wasn't bound by any telekinetic chains, nor was Riley even grabbing onto him. But for some reason, he couldn't move at all—he only stared at his arm, looking at his veins that were wriggling from the elements that had just pierced through his skin seconds ago.
There wasn't any pain at all. Mild discomfort, maybe… but there wasn't any pain—
And as Mr. Monday began to relax, Riley snapped his fingers.
He was confused at first, but when another snap whispered in his ear… that was when he realized what happens when sodium metal is mixed with water.
