FridayFlash: Going Dark

Dran’s sphere flickered then glowed brightly. Finally, the signal was strong enough for live-talk again. Frantic, he fumbled with it.

“Wheela! What in the stars happened? Answer already!”

“Well, hello to you too, Dran.” Her voice was hoarse, irritated and it was obvious that talking took monumental effort but she was stubborn. He was banking on that because the thought of her going quiet on him again was maddening.

“You have any idea how worried I’ve been?”

“Dran…”

There must have been something m...