It had been several hours since Krem's group had left the small park at the side of the dome. Nevle and his men walked back to the ship. They felt different. They couldn't explain what it was, however.
"Sir?" one of Nevle's men asked. "Do you think that's all true? What we just heard. Do you think all that was true?"
Nevle looked at the young scout. He had only been part of the soldiers for a couple of years. "I don't know, Renk, everything in me tells me that it's all true. I can't explain it, but it all feels true."
All of Nevle's men nodded in agreement. They felt the same way. In their gut, everything they heard from the group in the part felt true.
Nevle's wrist-com buzzed, notifying him that someone was calling. He pressed the button. "Yes, sir," he stated, trying to sound normal. He didn't want to let the person on the other end of the comm unit know that something had changed with him and his team.
