Snippet #2527031

Zara

She had wanted to leave. To just mic-drop, stomp off, and never speak to him again.

But just as she was about to move, the second before her toe would begin to slide within her shoe to face the exit, it hit again.

The wave of information. No...last night had been a wave. This one was like a tsunami. A hurricane, an earthquake...a flash flood of names and locations. And this time, the scope wasn't limited to just the town they were in. No...this time the radius grew larger, larger...expanding like some giant bubble, spewing into her mind every single person within its influence and where they were in crystal, high definition brilliance. And they stayed there...constantly there...even as more and more piled on, they stayed and the numbers added and grew and grew and grew.

Someone was being held up at a gas station. A man had just been shot behind a school. A group of drunk teenagers had crashed in the snow. Max Pierce was sleeping with Linda Thompson, but Sarah Pierce was home by the phone.

"Stop..." she said, voice wavering, but they kept coming, the bubble growing larger. The entire county had to be in her head by now.

Ambulances, police cars, fire trucks. Someone else had been shot. Someone else had been stabbed. Twenty people had been stabbed. Another robbery, another burglary, another car jacking. An accident. One of the drunk teenagers was dead. Thousands upon thousands.

"Stop!" she cried out. Millions now filled her head, and the knife clattered to the floor. Her knees followed shortly after, and she squeezed her head with her hands.

The whole state was in her head now. Co-ordinates flew through her brain, listed with names. Like an endless search scroll, but instead of lazily skimming, each and every one was prominent in her mind, flashing for attention.

Her head felt like it was going to split. She saw blood drip onto the white floor of the cafeteria. The bubble ate up more states, growing faster exponentially. In the next second, the entire United States swamped her mind.

In that moment, she seized up and lost control of her body. She didn't even feel her head hitting the ground, didn't see the tables and chairs. Her eyes glazed over as more and more information popped up. Canada, Mexico, Cuba...more and more were sucked up in the bubble that wouldn't stop, no matter how much she might beg.