Ian woke in a top bunk bed, in a dorm of bunk beds, in the basement of Santa Rosa Church. He felt strangely disconnected, as though he’d left part of his body back in the Pincoya. His eyes were dry from lack of sleep and all the smoke he’d inhaled had irritated his throat. He had stayed up for hours, monitoring the news and talking with Pedro and some of the other church refugees. He had called Tess repeatedly after his phone had charged, called from the landing on the stairs thirty feet up, but she hadn’t answered. That worried him. Hell, everything worried him. Since the dorm lay forty feet underground and there weren’t any windows, he didn’t know if the sun had risen yet. When he glanced at his watch, it read 9:28, but he quickly realized his watch had stopped. Ian sat up, his long legs hanging over the side of the bunk, and slid his hand under the pillow, patting around for his iPhone. It was fully charged, but didn’t have a signal and, oddly, the time on the phone also read 9:28.
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