Cold as ice

Dru and Kefen hopped off the truck, and took off into circle their entrance. Death was in the air. It made Dru sick to think about all the damage one evil human could cause. The rest of these people would need theropy for the rest of their lives. “If the military are on standby, we have to make this quick and clean. It looks like it might already be too late.”

They ran into the building and at once felt a strong emotion. It was excitement. This guy was having the time of his life, at the expense of all these people.

Dru's anger must have flared out, because someone grabbed his arm. “No,” Kefen said. “Not now.”

They headed for the stairs, but before they got there a boy walked into view. His eyes were blazing blue white, and dark lines of living psychic energy were coming from him. Dru started to reach out for Kefen, but it was too late. The boy had them.

They boy grinned cold as ice. The world got dimmer as Dru's life force began to fade. Kefen cried out “Dru!”

He thought of their children and how much would be lost. It was a mistake to try to have a child now. What if we die, then it would have all been for nothing. The coldness ate at him. Taking him down. He tried to fight it, but it was difficult to focus on anything. He stayed within himself and tried to find a place to block the force that was taking everything away from him.

Dru could feel someone else's presence, but it was so faint, it was hard to tell who's it was.

A burst of pain, not his own, shot through his psyche. His temples throbbed briefly before it was stopped by the pain of hitting the floor.

He turned his head to see Nita coming down the stairs. Raymond had the boy in his arms, cradled protectively. Nita reached for the boy, but someone was telling her to stop.