It happened while the three of us were fleeing...
A soldier spotted me, and I was shot.
The rest is only bits and pieces...
The sensation of falling.

The child's wail, as if from a great distance.
A sharp, dark premonition.

My husband's face, dark with rage...
Sadly, my premonition was dead-on.
A space-time distortion appeared in front of
the child, and began to draw everything within.
The darkness grew into an enormous vortex...

I remember nothing after that. I lost
consciousness. When I next woke, I was in
the ruined shell of the research laboratory.
Neither the child nor my husband were
anywhere to be found.

Cosmos Report #7