She winced and opened her eyes, too unnerved by what the dark presence told her to be relieved that Issac was with her now, conscious of her presence. Wordlessly she nodded, then pushed herself up onto her knees and leaned over him. Protectively, for all the good that had done so far. Marlow looked her friend over worriedly, swept hair out of his face.
"What--" Too shaken to speak, she realized, she responded through their telepathic link, though even her mental voice couldn't evade the tremor of dread. 'It said you can't escape if I stay, what does--what is that thing? What does it want?'