All Tiera ever wanted was a cozy job-one where she could keep her head down and avoid her anxiety-but no. I just had to take on that big story. I just had to know where those strange men were running off to. I just had to follow them through a wormhole to the Andromeda Galaxy.
And now here she was, waiting in a prison on another world, wondering where her friends were. Wondering when or if the unfeeling government that put her here would let her out-would let her go back home. Wondering whether she'd even have a home to go back to.
No no no-I can't think like that. I'll save the Earth. I have a plan. Still, Tiera couldn't help but feel nervous. After all, her plan came from the insurrectionist who trapped her here in the first place.