She was still strolling around on the cold concrete roads, as night walks always amazed her and helped her to clear her mind. The night was not chilly. Wind was gently flowing, making her soft ashy brown locks tickle and caress the warm skin of her neck, shoulder and cheeks.
She sat on the wooden bench near the footpath as the atmosphere weighed down suddenly. The air was still cool and heat in the climate was still intact. There was no noticeable change in the surroundings as she felt the need to make use if her basic senses. There was something else going on. A few moments before, when there was occasional rumble of car or any other vehicle, was all of the sudden quieted down.
The air around her became thicker. As to inhale was a huge exercise in her state. Her head was hurting as the powerful waves of pain started hitting her skull with heavy amount of intensity. She, as a reflex, was trying to reject that pain as it started to wear her down rapidly. The more she rejected, the more it made her miserable with pain. It was all happening too fast for her to even react, as a silent scream escaped her mouth with a gust of escape and she collapsed sideways on the wooden bench, submitting to the pain, trusting it to leave her be in the immense relief.
A dot if light came across her as she rested in the darkness. Slowly it came near her and as it came closer it started to become larger and larger. In a moment, it covered her whole vision, as the sanity was thumped down on the walls of her brain. She kept her eyes closed as she let her other senses explore the outer world. Again the air was cool and moist because of the soft sunlight and greenery around. The sunlight was nit harsh on her closed eyes. Noise of numerous footsteps and people reached her ears as morning brought the new beginning for everyone.
She slowly opened her eyes, as she took in the surroundings. She tried to remember what happened to her last night after she ditched her own birthday party.
She hung her legs down the bench and sat up. She looked at her palms in wonder, as she felt that something was changed. A strand of hair came flying down. It was bright scarlet, like she overnight had highlights. The sense of maturity was new for her as was of some sort of responsibility, but of what? The void in her heart, her being was now filled and she felt the need to do something, but what?
The creases and bumps and designs on her palms were sharply visible for her average human eyes. She snapped her head listening to the noise, too much noise.
A small body flying tumbled down her temple. It mumbled.
"O.S.A. M.W.G. Local grp. Virgo SC, 33 megaparsecs. Reporting Preserver 19.0.12 sphere complex."
