"Huh?" I muttered under my breath, my footsteps echoing against the stone pathway as I made my way back toward the dormitories. Something felt wrong—really wrong.
I stopped walking.
Wait a minute.
'Nelia...' I called out.
'...What?' Her voice came through like static on a broken radio—scratchy, distant, and filled with what sounded like panic. She was breathing hard, almost gasping.
Was she running? Why would she be running?
'Something's not right,' I admitted, pressing a hand to my stomach where a cold knot of unease had started forming. 'I feel... strange. Really strange.'
'PLEASE!' Her voice exploded through the connection, so loud it made me wince. 'JUST GO BACK TO THE STADIUM! DON'T STAY WHERE YOU ARE! I'LL COME TO YOU RIGHT NOW!'
The desperation.
Something was seriously wrong.
Fuck.
