KNIVES IN YOUR EYES

A boy who can't die, a professor who refuses to teach, and a hunter out of a job. They've got nowhere to go but forward.

Author's Note

Some of the characters in this book switch pronouns. Sometimes it happens between scene breaks. Sometimes it happens between chapters. Sometimes it happens in the middle of a sentence. There are undoubtedly typos in this book—I'm only one person—but fluctuating pronouns are not one of them. Enjoy.

PART ONE

The Twins

Val spends a good fifteen minutes scraping mud off of his shoes in the woods outside the home of Professor Williams. He straightens his tie on the walk up a boot-trodden dirt path, and pushes his bangs off his face right before he knocks on the front door. Perked like a sunflower at noon, he puts on his best smile as footsteps sound from within the humble house. Resisting the urge to grab the edges of a strip of peeling paint and rip, Val tucks his hands neatly behind his back

It's a beautiful spring day, three miles from the outskirts of Prosperity. The last meal Val had was a handful of insects and what were very likely poisonous mushrooms he found last night in the woods.

locks rattle loudly before the door pops open, held taut against a large black boot. Val's gaze immediately hinges on a deep scar like a ravine that pinches the flesh of a man's cheek, leading up to his left eye. Val meets irises of sharp gray, like surgical steel, and straightens his shoulders.

“Who the hell are you?” The Professor's voice is low, burned through, carrying the vestiges of an old accent from the western border that Val's never heard in person.

Val opens his mouth, quickly arranging his words as he gives a short bow. “Hello there, I'm Valerie. I'm a transfer from the Northern University. I suppose you could say I'm your new student.”

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