“What?” Alex just stares at him for a moment her eyes wide behind her glasses and there is fear darkening the pupil there. Her stomach flips over and over, summersaults like she used to do when she was smaller and she just shakes her head.

“No. It can’t be. I can’t be one of those kids. I can’t be. So no, I don’t know how they’re chosen. I thought they just were because someone opened the door for them or whatever.”

Her voice is forceful. “No one did that to me.”