They flew back home. Martier was quiet and stared out the window of the plane for nearly the entire trip. Tim knew that she was trying to make sense of the new memories. He promised that they would get her someone to talk to about them, but she only shook her head.

Tim insisted that Martier take off a few days of work, but two days of roaming her home with only memories of death and blood to keep her company was too much. Elaina had tried to keep her company, but Martier had ...