Standing amongst the rubble of the house where her sister once lay dormant, coming back, ready. She could feel it coming, she could feel the insanity closing in. She screamed, her hands combing through the rubble of the house, there she felt it, an arm, a little arm. Clearing away the debris around her she heard a cough, a splutter. She was alive. “El.. Ella..” Tears streamed down her face. “Ella I miss you, I’m sorry.” Ella pulled her sister against her chest, ignoring the char, the blackness that was consuming her. “No I’m sorry I should have tried sooner.”
Ella felt it when he life slipped away. She screamed, turning around when she heard someone, her eyes were black, she was gone. There was no happiness or hope in her anymore. “You have two seconds to tell me what you want or I’ll kill you.” Her hands were little fireballs, the darkness was locked around her head like a vice. She didn’t care anymore.










