Screams outside of his room! What was this? The albino boy froze for a second. He could feel terror on the other side of that door. He didn't like that feeling. No, not at all. Almost like a horse his body seemed to rear, away from the ugly feeling of fear, and he blundered for the door, his mind instructing him to escape he room. It took a bit of luck, some blundering, and a lot of door knob turning, but he did manage to get out eventually. Freedom! The boy, clothed in the uniform he'd worn since he was seven slowly edged out of the room.
The fear doubled. He spotted a brunette girl running, and withdrew back in his room for a second. Which was lucky, because at that moment she screamed loudly, and everyone around her flew back or fell the the ground. It seemed that the fear was radiating from her. But she ran on, and Jacob relaxed as the fear dulled slightly. Until he saw the body that had hit the wall near his door. Dead. His body seized up slightly, and he stared at the body. And stared. And stared. He was transfixed by his own fear, which was doubled b y the girl's fear that he could still feel and it was just oh so horrible and he couldn't move and...and...and...
Blindly Jacob ran. As he ran he wished that he was gone, invisible. He used to do that often when he was younger, pretend to be invisible. He never exactly expected it to work. But this time it actually did. His body rippled out of visibility. He ran, following the feeling of fear, until he almost ran into the girl herself. There was another boy there, oh look, people, what were they doing there? And so many dead people, oh, Jacob couldn't stand to look at them and his head was starting to ache but he didn't know why and he was weak and sore.
Putting his pale hands to his head, the boy flicked back into visibility without realizing it, his hold over the power gone in the face of the pain blooming within his mind. he was a few feet past the two, he couldn't see the boy anymore, nor most of the ceiling bodies, but he could see the girl. He focused his eyes silently on her, watching her finish the whispered sentence to the boy.