"Thea! Where on earth are you? Are you fine?" York with his stomach in a knot, walking back and forth, not minding the busy hospital lobby. But instead of hearing an answer to settle his nerve, all he had taken is, is the weak sigh of Thea together with her tensed low voice saying. "I'm not sure, I don't know. But I don't want you to come near me again". And drop the call.
His shoulders fell with her response, staring the blue sky as the sun is high, praying for some wisdom from the real God, the one that not only human knows and feared but even the mystical beings as he is.
A pat on his back got his attention. It's the doctor who attended their companions, with Nerie beside him, her eyes were swollen from crying, "Hey, Doc. how are the patients?".
