“Maybe they were messing with something?  Like trying to make some kind of weapon?”  It was the only explanationshe could come up with.   It seemed like the bits and pieces of everything around this just continued to not fit together quite right.  Eve shook her head and let out a sigh, leaning forward to prop her head on her knees as she sat upright in the bed.<br/><br/>“Because I don’t feel safe.  I don’t think it’s shock or trauma, I just don’t....it’s just a feeling.  Maybe the DMS is really good at their jobs but it seems like they were clueless about a lot of this and then they’ll suddenly.....the Rachlings are dead and everything is fine. It just seems...fast.”  Eve felt like she was rambling.  It was like trying to describe something that was just not tangible.  By the facts, they should be okay now.  But by her feelings?  Something still felt very wrong about what had happened.<br/><br/>“Maybe I’m just worrying too much, but it almost scares me that this could happen again...”. She shifted in the bed and moved toward Casey.  “I just....I just don’t want to lose you.  I don’t really know what I would do if I did.”