Rebellion?

What was happening?

I mean, yes, I did expect an outburst from everyone. 

But the kind that would make everyone go crazy bonkers.

Not fucking mute-

Ughhh

I squinted at Grandpa on stage, whose face was so unreadable it was almost impressive.

What the hell did he just tell them?

I glanced at the crowd again, waiting for someone to say something.

No one did.

Still dead silent.

…Wait.

Did—

Did Grandpa just announce that Sylvie and I had returned from the dead or something?

That would explain why a few of them looked like they were seeing ghosts.

I nudged Grandma with my elbow. "What did he say?"

She gave me a long, long look before sighing and rubbing her temples. "Just walk to the stage, Noah."

Fair enough.

As I strode toward Grandpa, my eyes casually swept across the crowd. Then—