As they went into the room, the excited chatter of people rose up to meet them. Jonah cleared his throat and called, "It's almost time, everyon-- let's get into the lineup from yesterday."

Vexin swallowed, feeling sick in his stomach.

Immediately, the chattering stilled; a sense of deep excitement pulsed through the air. A rustling noise, as the robes adjusted themselves into a single long line.

Vex was not sure if the line had an order or not.

There was. Thankfully, Jonah took their arms and moved Vexin and Electa to the middle of the line. "We've got you in the middle...Here you go."

"Thank you." Vex said softly.

Jonah walked down the line, checking off names on a clipboard. Soon he was almost halfway down.

"Jessie King?"

"Here."

"Latitia Ellis?"

"Here."

"Carrie Singer?"

It took her a second, and then she remembered. "Here," Electa said.

Checking her off, Jonah moved away without looking at her. "Clayton Nelson?"

Vexin only took a second to answer. "Here." he said, struggling not to stutter.

The drone of names and replies continued.

He started hyperventilating a little bit.