"Wh…What is that?"
A chill ran down Jason's spine like ice water being poured directly onto his spinal cord. The sensation was so visceral and immediate that his body reacted before his conscious mind could process what the warning meant.
Then everything felt reversed. Reality itself seemed to hiccup and stutter, causality bending backward on itself in ways that made Jason's head spin with vertigo and impossible geometries.
Something like a dull vibrating sound echoed—except it wasn't really sound at all, but rather the absence of sound, a void in the auditory spectrum that the brain tried to interpret as noise and failed. The sensation was profoundly disorienting, like experiencing sound backward or hearing colors or some other synesthetic impossibility that human senses weren't equipped to process.
Then the explosion of sound Jason had launched came rushing back toward him.
