– COMING SOON –
I snap out of my flashback and open my eyes as my body startles back to the present. I’m not the only one crying. In fact, I think we all are. I don’t turn around to see. August is no longer touching my shoulder, but the impression of him remains.
When he speaks, his voice is low and gentle. Emotional. “And now, we will take that moment, that hour before you died, and we will compare it to the first hour you were with your last charge. Keep your eyes closed…this will hurt a bit.”
– The Station, Mallory