Chapter 70 Dead

• I couldn’t say how long I stayed there, crying on the floor of the library, listening to Francium sobbing through the phone, but it was a long time. The crack in the New Moon’s panel hadn’t shrunk or grown, but it seemed to grow darker above me.
• Soon, I heard movement. There was no more sobbing or words, but I heard him walking away from the phone. I listened and waited to hear something else, but there was nothing but silence. T
• Then, the call dropped.