"Hey Gunner!" Jack called, knocking on her door with his bare knuckles, eyebrows furrowed. It'd been a few days since he'd seen her and they still had business that needed conducting, let alone there was an odd sensation within the pit of his stomach that something wasn't quite right. " 'M comin' in!"
She didn’t answer, she didn’t even hear him as he pushed through the door. Bralyna was still curled up in the fetal position on the bed facing the wall, trembling violently, her whimpering to greet him as he moved completely into the room, but he was the only one there, mentally anyway. She was lost in the nightmare of fighting off the captain from her life before.
She was pale, sweating profusely and pretty much the only reprieve Jackary would get from walking into the scene was the fact that she had already gone horse enough to keep her from begging the unseen entity out loud to stop. She rolled with the sound of his voice though and was staring blankly at the wall behind him, the tears streaming through the look of raw fear that laced her eyes.