"So, how did you guys get here so fast?" Annabel asked Emma after they all had dinner. They were reclining on sofas in the smaller sitting room which didn't befog Emma's mind like the big one.
After Annabel had found them at her doorstep, after they had exchanged pleasantries, she had taken them to the rooms which she had been preparing for them before the knock had sounded on the door.
At first, Annabel had thought it was an intruder, someone lost, knocking on the door. Over the months and years, she had usually gotten them, people that lost their way, and seeing an old gigantic mission in the middle of nowhere, had thought to seek refuge. Some, she gave refuge. Some, she turned away.
She was very skilled in knowing the intent behind a request. But then she had found Emma, the new friend that she had made on the airplane, the girl who had the fate of this particular earth in her hands.
