The University of Chicago campus, a gothic tapestry of weathered stone and ivy, felt a world away from the graffiti-scarred alleys and humming subway tunnels that had become Ethan’s new reality. He felt acutely out of place, his worn jeans and paint-splattered hoodie a stark contrast to the tweedy professors and earnest students hurrying between lectures. Still, a map downloaded to his phone guided him toward the Department of Parapsychology, a surprisingly well-funded department in a world that largely dismissed the paranormal.