Mr. Torrent was sitting down to his evening coffee and the dayâs newspaper much as he did every day after dinner. His routine never wavered being a proper gentleman and set in his ways. He could hear the clinking of dishes coming from the kitchen, his wife and daughter doing their job, a proper place for women to be in his mind. It was getting to the point where he should have a bit more light to be reading, he got up from his seat and pulled open the shades wanting to use what was left of dusk suns light being much to frugal of a man to turn on the lamp behind his chair. Thatâs when he glanced up at the sky an odd sight played before him all manner of colors danced in the sky. This was not normal, this was not proper....
"Delvinia come and look at this" he called to the kitchen.
Mrs. Torrent was standing at the sink with her hands in warm, soapy water Casio standing next to her meekly drying neither one of them speaking just dutifully going about their task wanting nothing more than to get it done quickly so they could go on with their lives. It was then she heard her husband call for her from the study...
"Casio could you be a dear and finish this sink full up while I attend to your father" she said in a soft tone with a hint of resentment for having been pulled away from the chore she was doing. Her daughter nodded and took her mother's place at the sink.Casio stood at the sink after her mother had went to follow her father's beck and call. She quietly hummed to herself as she washed each dish and set it into the sink beside the one filled with water. When she has filled it to the point where she needed to rinse to give herself more room to finish off the rest in her sink she reached over to turn the faucet expecting clean clear water to spill of the soapy ones she had set to rinse. But nothing happened, not even a clank of air in the pipes... just nothing.
"This is certainly odd, why isn't the water coming out?" she questioned to no one in particular.
She knew better then to think that the water bill hadn't been paid and simply the houses main water valve had been shut off by the water company. No her father was a wealthy, proper and precise man her would never let anything as dreadful as an unpaid bill happen. The only conclusion she could deduce is that the faucet was broken; Casio pulled her hands from the water and dried them on a tea towel as she made her way to the study to inform her parents of problem.
She knew her father would surely give her a tongue lashing for being so foolish and perhaps even blaming her for the broken faucet. But at this point she didn't have a choice it was that or not finish the dishes, and that would make the situation even worse because if there was one thing Anthros Torrent hated was an undone chore. She quietly entered the study not wanting to barge in on her parentâs conversation whatever it may be.
"Mama... Papa... something is wrong with the faucet in the kitchen. I canât get the water to come out" her quiet, mousy tone of voice echoed through the room eerily.
Expecting her father to spin around on his heal and begin to scold her she looked down at the floor shamefully. But the entourage of curses and hurtful words did not follow in fact not a word was spoken nothing more than an eerie silence and her parents continued looking out the study window to the sky above.
After a moment and still nothing Casio looked up from the spot she was staring at on the floor.
"Mama... Papa...?" she walked slowly over to them and then slowly reached up and nudged her father's shoulder.
He didn't move so she nudged her mother, and got the same response.
"It's like they've been frozen..." she said as she backed away from them in fear, Casio turned and ran upstairs to her bedroom.
Throwing the curtains aside from her own bedroom window looking out, there were ribbons in the sky that reminded her of the northern lights. She could see people down in the street looking up and like her parents still and silent.
"What is going on... it's like time has... stopped. But why am I not like everyone else?" her thoughts turned to Knack her ferret who was sleeping in his cage in the corner of her bedroom.
Casio knelt down in front of the cage "Knack... come here boy" she said.
In a little cloth hammock a tan colored ferret stretched and yawned after he was called, he slipped from his spot and came trouncing through the cage to Casio. She picked him giving a sigh of relief that her best friend had not been affected, and then gently clutched him to her as tears began to well up in her eyes.
"What am I going to do? Everyone has stopped" she cried.
After an hour or so of being emotionally distraught and crying in her bed, Casio decided to venture outside. A her school bag slung over her shoulder and Knack sitting wrapped around her neck she closed the door to her home behind her. Glancing in at her parents she worried what might happen to them while she was gone.
"I have to find someone who can help, perhaps there is someone out there like me and maybe can tell me what this mess is all about" she adjusted the bag and started walking down the street.