Everyone was just in time for time to sssslllloooooowww dooooooowwwnnn again. Which was extremely disorienting, because at the same time there were chills rapidly flowing through her limbs and a fog billowing over her thoughts.

Was someone talking? What was that? Was she a light? No, no, that wasn't. Right?

It took approximately twelve whole seconds for Vianca to even start vaguely shaking her head against her knees.

She was not a light.