Ian
I find myself running through Winter's Edge. Abby's room is up ahead. It's almost 10 p.m. As I reach the door, I grab the handle and yank. It's locked. I try to breach it with a kick. No luck. My powers are gone.
I throw my shoulder into the door. It doesn't budge. I take a step back, then hammer the door with one last kick and it flies open.
I rush in and look for Abby. Someone's in her loft.
I scale the stairs, my feet pounding one after the other. As I reach the top, a genderless silhouette thrusts a knife down into a body on the bed. Abby screams in horror then falls silent.
Invisible chains restrain me from going to her. I fight against them to no avail. The murderer turns, bloody knife in hand, and stalks toward me.
As the faceless figure reaches me, it says in a feminine voice, "I've been right in front of you all along." Its knife plunges into my stomach.
I shot upright in bed, hands to my stomach, gasping for air. Nothing looked familiar. Where was I?
Realization set in and I remembered I was in the monastery.
For a long moment, I sat trying to slow my heart. I felt my stomach, making sure it didn't have a hole in it.
A bar of sunlight peeked through the window behind me, illuminating the floor. Judging from its angle, it was late morning.
No. Early afternoon. Crap!
I shot out of bed and threw on my clothes. My power drain from the day before had come with a price-too much sleep needed. Hopefully, Abby wouldn't be the one who'd pay for it.
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Winter's Edge
AdventureUsing powers can age you, kill you...or drive you mad. Ian Sharp knows none of this when his destructive powers wreck his house near Denver and nearly kill his sister...because no one knows powers exist. He's forced on the run the day before graduat...
