You can run but you can't hide (Helen)
When Helen closes the anomaly she holds her breath for a few more moments. Her heart is beating fast, but it’s beating still, and will for years to come, she refuses to believe anything else. Yet the steady pulse of the sun-kissed Permian ground under her fingers, her comforting sanctuary doesn’t give her the usual sense of safety now.
Later that night pulling a blanket over her shivering body after long, purifying hours in the freezing pond, she watches her clothes burn to ashes in the dark, ignoring her panicky heart that screams it’s not enough.
It is. It must.