Rune had been unsettled ever since he'd attempted to visit the medical clinic. He hadn't gotten far, but the air of suspicion that was cast over the medical hallway had been nearly too much for his mind to bear.
What really goes on behind those clinic doors?
Rune wasn't entirely sure that he wanted to know.
And Trace. Trace had been acting strange lately. His words had grown colder, and his eyes had grown quieter. Even Morgance seemed to notice the change in the Force member's personality.
But no matter. It wasn't as though Rune cared about either Trace or Vinnia, anyways. He was too suspicious of them.
Come to think of it, Rune was suspicious even of himself. He wondered what really went on in the depths of his soul, and then he wondered by he was even wondering in the first place. Why should it matter? Why couldn't he just be happy being a Force pupil?
Why do I feel so downright uneasy all the time?