Snippet #1955161

(sorry for the delay, yesterday was overly busy and stressful, lets bring everyone together and get this party started)

Ramona drives quickly and pulls up to see Gracie and her mother standing outside of their burning house. Fire fighters working hard to put out the flames. She could feel the fire as if it were in her blood, it gave her comfort and energy. It all but called out to her, she could snuff it out or make it grow beyond control, all it would take is the effort. She almost felt she could taste the flames, and it was invigorating.

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"Oh Gracie! I don't know what happened, I was out back working on the garden and suddenly the house was on fire! I can't believe it, I didn't have the stove or dryer or anything running." her mother said panic and fear in her voice, hugging her daughter. "I already called your father, he is on his way from work now."
"The insurance company has already found us a hotel to put us in, but this fire won't stop burning, we could lose everything."


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Knox was heading down the street towards his work place, when he witnessed a near car crash happen right in front of him after a ball went through the air and hit a car windshield. It all happened so fast, but the car swerved and no one was hurt. There standing by the side of the street was someone Knox knew from growing up her, Neil Borack, was standing outside the pharmacy rubbing the left side of his head.




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Neil's mind ached, if he could compare it to anything, it was like flexing a muscle he had not used in years. It was maddening trying to silence all the observations flooding it, like walking outside to a bright sun after sitting in the movies all day. His brain then pointed out something simple, Knox Dean, another life long inhabitant of this school the same grade as him. His brow was sweaty, his pupils dilated, and he walked quickly, all signs indicating distress.