She sees the messages come through, hears her name - the way Isaac reacts and it's enough to tip her over the edge. She's not sure how much of her reaction is sheer exhaustion, not having slept well since arriving... Partially from discomfort, but mostly nightmares. Memories of the pained look in Boyd's eyes, the haunting flares of red in the darkness that she couldn't get away from.

She lets out a broken sob, chucking her phone on her bed as the panic slowly sets in.