Ninety Nine.

Tristan

Things got really fuzzy for a while there. It felt as if my mind detached itself from my body. I was present but not entirely aware.

Roane had somehow found a way to get me out of the building we had been meeting in and to our residential complex. We'll, I was almost sure I had driven us, but yeah, he helped in a way.

When Micah had met us in the lobby, I was not ready to hear the words I had been dreading, but Kesh was desperate to know what had happened to Dylan.

Ezra, Blane, and Micah were all giving off mixed signals and I couldn't pick up on the undercurrent of what they seemed to be trying to hide but it was there. Something had definitely gone wrong.