Detective Beans: Adventures in Cat Town

Today was going to be revolutionary, Aria Loveridge thought as she got out of bed and reached for the metal-fibre gloves from her bedside table.

I never asked for visions, I was one. In my future, I see myself regal and glorious, luminescent with the glow of my god.

Fliss sat next to Minnie and the little one, letting the soft yet clear notes of song fall into her ears.

I am running through the desert, the red earth firm and unyielding beneath my trainers.

They were still 400 yards from the strip of white beach and the crammed jungle behind it when the fighter planes came.

‘Max?’

The world is white and bright and terrifying.

I was ten years old the first time I realised I was strange.

It was a wild and lightning-struck night.

I open my eyes and I am tangled in the sheets, books upside down on the floor.

Josie's start is unexpected. She lies afloat and asleep in a tank of nutrient broth, when one billion volts split the sky.

Today is the first of September, the first day of spring, and it's been sixty four days since I last saw Sophie Abercrombie.