From within her small brown home in a town of yellow ones, she sat in her living room alone. Vivian Abano stared at the bright fire that surrounded her in warmth and flame with distaste. The clock ticked louder, and much more vigorously today, and yet time was standing still. - Elijah Abano is dead, Sawyer Rednt is alive, and Vivian Abano is... something.All Rights Reserved