Ice Cold

Crazy John

I crawled across the slippery ice floor and pressed my face up against the black walls. I heard cries and screams of anger and distress. It was Crazy John. He was shouting about the stuff he got locked up for.

"They'll kill us, they'll kill us all" he screamed his voice was shrill and loud filling the room.

"They have the beast on their side, the girl with the ice" he cried.

I heard the people come in from outside the door to his room and all that was left were muffled screams.

Maybe he is right? What if the council is against us. I need to observe for myself.

"Hey, hey girlie" a voice was in my head but I didn't see it.

"Don't be scared girlie, I have powers to I can talk through my head. I can also can manipulate objects with my head its telekinesis" he whispered through my head.

"What are you doing?, why are you talking to me?" I pushed my thoughts out while scrunching my head.

"Ahh girlie all in good time, you ask too many questions" he laughed.