The instant uplift to Rae's spirits as she'd seen Autor's name on the screen comes crashing horribly down the very next moment.

I was drafted

I'm sorry

I didn't mean to have it end up like this

She is lucky there is a chair at the table because it suddenly feels like the room is spinning. Her knees nearly give out from under her and she sits down hard in the chair, clutching awkwardly - desperately - at the T-Minus. "No, no, nonononono," she breathes, horror bitter in her throat as she scrolls down.