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“I’ish? Had she even said theain “I’m fine”

“Base,” he snapped the word “Coe is dehydrated and disorientated Medical assistance needed”

“Base here,” a voice she didn’t recognize echoed through her helmet “What’s your ETA?”

“Eight minutes We’re in the northern channel”

His words weren’tany sense, and she tuned the one foot in front of the other as the red ht

“Sending assistance,” the strange voice said “Doc is on his way ETA two minutes”

“It’s so pretty,” she said “Like a cloud at sunset”

There was a pause “That her?” the strange voice said

Friday no longer cared what the voices in her head were talking about She only cared about the beautiful swirling mist

“Yeah, that’s her She’s losing it” Strikeran arm around her waist to hold her up

Surely the path wasn’t wide enough for them to stand side by side She looked sideways at Striker, and everything within her exploded in a rush of pure, ferocious terror

His arm was in the mist

“No!” Her screa in the confines of her helmet

She lunged forward, pulling his arm back Her foot slipped She lost her balance Striker’s hold tightened on her, but not before her gloved hand and part of her forear haze

“Fuck!” His voice was a roar “She touched the mist!”