*~*Zayden's POV*~*
"Zayden?" Zaley's voice was loud and slightly panicked as she called out to me, even though the sound was only in my mind. It hadn't been long since she and I last spoke, perhaps ten minutes, but that time felt like an eternity to me and my brothers as we sat here in a state of terror. The evidence of the night's activities was there for us to see and contemplate, yet we didn't understand any of it.
"I'm here, Zaley." I called back to her, and even my mental voice sounded strained and scared to me, though I didn't know how that was possible.