บท 561: Death Sentence

GAHRYE

Eyes aching from lack of sleep, and too many tears, Gahrye had taken his position at the side of the portal, asking the others to find him there so he would always be present to farewell each of the disformed and their families before they moved through. They left in thirty-minute gaps. It was a risk, but Gahrye knew they needed to get everyone through before the following evening, and some, with children or mates who weren't Protectors, would have to make multiple trips.

So far the portal had opened for each new pair, which meant that they were getting through safely… or had already been consumed by the voices.

Kalle's hand suddenly came to rest on the center of his back and he turned to find her eyes. Almost from the moment he'd returned, they'd been organizing and supporting the others. Almost.

They'd taken one hour.