Kate stood guard twenty feet from the odd bubble. She didn’t like it—but Anthony had told her to, and she was the low man on the pole. Technically, low woman. He’d assured her it was safe, and used comforting terms like ‘magnetic anomaly,’ although he had no more idea what it was than she did. He wanted to be an electrical engineer when he got out of the Coast Guard, and acted like he had a superior knowledge about this—this thing. It seemed like something she’d seen in one of the X-Men movies. Some kind of force field.