Xen and Daria continued talking, planning our best course of action to get out of the Wilds and back to Vaneesh. I withdrew, in part because I had no input there but also because the pain in my head was increasing. It wasn’t like any headache I’d ever had.
The pressure was growing, like my brain was pushing against my skull in an attempt to escape. I sat back against the wall, pressing my bandaged hands against my temples in an effort to hold it in. My head was filled with white noise, and I was pretty sure that some alien was going to burst out of my head.
“Thána.”
Hands touched my knees, but when I opened my eyes, everything was gray, clouded over. “Help me move her.” That was Daria’s voice. They dragged me away from the wall and I curled in on myself, hands now around the back of my
