She blinked.
White ceiling.
Thin sheet.
Cold breath.
A hazy transition from dream to reality.
She blinked.
Gripped the soft material beneath her fingertips.
Turned her head towards the source of light directly beside her.
Drowsily groaned into the pillow cushioning her head.
A voice.
Comforting, yet slightly instructive.
'Natalie, you're late. Again.'
Fear.
A heavy breath.
Blood running cold.
The girl lay, paralysed in her shock.
Once more.
'Come on Nat, we don't have all day.'
No.
No no no no no.
The blankets, a cave over the girl, protecting her from the horrors of the outside world.
Impenetrable.
A safe haven.
Her breaths warmer the small space
That became smaller
Smaller
Smaller.
Each inhale becoming more desperate, more needy than the last.
Mum?
Mum.
No.
No no no no.
Her eyes sealed tightly, hands over ears, shaking, shaking.
It couldn't be.
It couldn't be her.
No.
She's dead.
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Action5 teens. 7 billion people. 1 outcome. It started with the first warp. Caught up in a disaster, Dan stopped hundreds of people death. The second warp. With a victuim from the last attack in tow, he's back face to face with danger in another incident...
