Her mind raced, fear tightening in her chest. She knelt beside each child, checking their pulse, their breathing. They were alive, and had no apparent signs of harm but they were still unconscious.
Minutes dragged on as Theresa tried in vain to wake them, her hands trembling with each attempt. Several agonizing minutes passed, her mind swirling with dread. Then, like the flicker of a forgotten memory, one child stirred. Slowly, his eyes fluttered open.