She knew it was coming, maybe fore anyone else in the group. She felt it in her bones and she knew that, by the time the sun rose, it would be on a dead world. She would be left alone, collecting the souls of all the people around her, alt he people she loved.

Molly was sick with the knowing.

She told the others, there was no way she could keep it a secret, but after that, she hid. She couldn't bear to see them for a while. She's out of hiding now, though still not comfortable with the knowing that she will survive to see the dawn while no one else will.

But she's here, willing to be spoke o, even if she has no idea what to say.