TWENTY-FOUR
VALKASH
The village was quiet, save for the occasional sounds of the birds inhabiting the trees next to the Talbot Inn. Streets around the pub were deserted, save for the four women that walked towards the glass dome that held them captive. “What do you think will happen next?” Caroline said to no one in particular.
“Who knows,” replied Gemma, her eyes scanning the surrounding countryside.
“Maybe they will send us all home?” Sarah added hopefully, her leather jacket slung over one shoulder as her boots scuffed the tarmac.
“We can hope,” Katie said dryly. “However, I am pretty sure we are here for the long haul.” The ambled onwards until the dome came into view.
“Look,” Caroline exclaimed. “Someone’s there.”
They all looked expectantly as the glass doorway hissed open, a
