Chapter 8 Skyfall

Glenda's POV

I tried to fight, but the man who snatched me was fast and much stronger than me. I don’t know how far away he took me, but I couldn’t get a sound out around the hand he’d pressed against my mouth. Finally, he set me down.

"Glenda, what are you doing here?"

I recognized the voice and looked at him. It was Frank, my mother's brother. He looked no different than he had years ago. My eyes burned with relief and hope. He was alive? Were there other members of my family alive too then?

Alyssa growled and seemed wary. Something’s wrong.

"Uncle Frank!" I hugged him, crying into his shoulder, "I thought you were dead… How did you get here?"

"That's not important. What are you doing here?"

His words struck me as off. Why wouldn’t that be important? Didn’t he know what had happened to Fluorite?

Alyssa growled, We should go back to Matt.

"I–"

"Glenda!" Matt called from nearby. “Glenda, where are you?”

I pulled Frank’s arm toward Matt’s voice, "Come on. I–"

Something cold pressed aga