The Flock thought they’d seen the last of the School. For months, you’ve been free, living on the run but slowly rebuilding your lives. But everything changes when you stumble upon a quiet diner in the middle of nowhere.

Max freezes as soon as you enter, her eyes locked on a figure sitting at the counter. It’s Jeb.

He looks older, more worn, but his calm expression hasn’t changed. He doesn’t even flinch as the Flock fans out, ready to attack. “Before you do something you’ll regret,” he says, sipping his coffee, “I’d like to talk.”

His words are like a trap, but his next sentence is what freezes everyone in place.