•She spoke in a rush, “We prepared for this mission for ten years. It’s mission number two. I trained for that entire time. I was handpicked for this mission. The groundwork was put together, the location prepared. No contact has been made with these people. We worked ten years to put this mission together, and I am here for one year,” Sophia’s voice died away to a whisper.
•“What did you say?”
•She spoke a little louder, “This is a one-year trip. I cannot return until this time, one year from today. No one can return for one year,” she put her hands over her eyes and tears dropped between her fingers.