***VERA***

The clattering hit me at once—voice overlapping one another, whispers rushing in, then a sudden ache cracking through the center of my head.

My eyes twitched open, slow, lifting gradually bit by bit.

Faces.

A group of people stood around—leaning forward, looking down, their dark shapes spreading out behind as I stayed motionless on the chilly ground. Uncertainty showed in each face hovering on me.

“What happened to her?”

“Why is the Luna on the ground?”

“Is she ...