The End

A child, no more than the age of nine pressed his face against the glass window. His face was streaked with tears as he opened his mouth and cried for help. 

She smiled menacingly and waved mockingly at the boy before turning on her heel and walking away. She heard the boy banging against the window still crying loudly for help. Annoyed with the yelling, she pulled out a small object from her pocket. She tossed it on the lawn of the burning lawn and once it touched the flame, their was a small click before the entire building blazed with a electric blue light before everything turned to ashes.