Chapter 182: Lynzees Part 2

"Fallon!" Pratt races up and throws her arms around me. "You've got to stop doing this!"

"Fallon?" Reid calls, running over. Pratt lets go just as he wraps his arms around my body, squeezing it against his. He nearly crushes me, his arms steel bars around my body, refusing to let go. Finally he pulls back, and just enough so he can look between my eyes. "Where were you?"

"The Lynzees," I look past him, between Sampson and Blovid. "They came to me. Took me - "

"You saw them?" Blovid steps forward.

"They appeared. I had to follow them to - "

"Okay," Sampson cuts me off, scanning the space. He moves forward and taking a deep breath, starts with his usual authoritative tone. "Fallon has returned. There is no more need for panic or to carry on with our current plans. Why don't you all return to your homes, gets some rest and we'll reconvene tomorrow for breakfast?"

"What happened?" Pratt asks. "Are you okay?"