“Praise be” was once more hollered.
She was now caught up in a rage. “Every person in the galaxy will be converted and it will be beautiful”.
Then the eyes of all the nuns turned a bright green and they all spoke at once. “You will have a chance to repent. We can feel your fear. Others will take time, but we have plenty of that.”
The prisoners formed a single file and began to march down a steep incline of stone steps. They were no longer in control of their own bodies. They then entered their individual cells, except for Audrey and Brona who shared one.
Brona put her down on one of the twin beds in the purple colored room, at all times careful not to hurt her. The room was small with no natural light.
Looking up at the ceiling, tears welled in Audrey’s eyes.
I have failed the Emperor.
Brona hovered over her and wiped away a tear and smiled. “We can’t have the other Troopers seeing that. In front of me, it is okay.”
She leaned down and kissed her lips. “Is there any hope?”
Audrey sniffled. “Timothy will come. It may take a very long time, but he will come.”
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