As the thing inside of me moved out, i fell over, unable to move for a few seconds, then i got up, but Flamera was already gone. I grabbed my vest, and put it on.
I felt stricken, stricken of something I couldn't quite put my mind to. The thing had read my mind, and part of what it had said was what I had been thinking.
I couldn't think about that right now. I grabbed the pen on the kitchen counter, and wrote: Come on Ara, we have to go get her. Tell everyone else not to come, we have to go alone.
I showed it to him, and as i did i caught a glimpse of corby, hatred in her eyes.