Morning Fire awoke with a jerk. It was her old friend, the dream of falling, awakening her in the middle of the night. Groaning softly, she lifted her head just enough to read the illuminated dial on the comm across the room. As she watched, the numbers slid into a new alignment.
Two-thirty in the morning.
Closing her eyes, she rolled over, dragging the covers up to her chin, and hoped she could quickly get back to sleep. It was then she realized the other side of the bed wasn’t occupied, as it should be. She opened her eyes to discover Star gone. Getting up on one elbow, she tried to look around, but the room was too dim to see into the farthest corners. “Star?”
No answer. Not even the sound of someone else breathing.
Lifting a hand above her head, she threw out a dim light. Not e
