Exchange
"What is going on?!"
My hands lose their strength seeing those awful images, they were the faces of those that once trust me with their lives, and their souls. They went to wherever I sent them without asking, and they just did it with a happy face. But now, they were asleep with frozen and almost blue faces. Why would someone do that to them? How?
James took out the tablet from me, there was no need to keep looking anymore. The full details entered my mind, but I still was scared and in shock.
"Are they my people?" I asked James as he kept looking at the image and the details, "are they my team?"
"Yes," he said in a grave tone, though, he was not looking at my eyes, "they are the people from our last world."
"What is happening? How is this possible?"