The red emergency lights kept pulsating low and violent through the room, painting everything in a very stern warning.
“…who the hell is that?” Sofia repeated.
“Listen carefully, you don’t have much time.” it said. It was a calm female voice but had urgency laced in the tone.
Isabella tightens her grip on Lorenzo. Her hands were still wrapped around his and she refused to let go.
“…Bella…?” his voice echoed in her mind because he had said it.
He had felt it. His eyes were different now,though not fully his but they weren't gone.
“Who are you?” Sofia's voice carried through the room while her eyes scanned for the signal source.
“Are you in the system? External? Where are you?” she asked again.
“None of that is important, right now. What matters now is that Phase V isn’t what you all
