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Stranger in the Storm

The rain was pounding on the roof of the car. To Letitia, it sounded like the apocalypse was coming.  By the sound, she knew that she would have to find real shelter soon. She pulled over into  the parking lot of a nondescript office/medical building, parked, then ran under the covered entrance. There was another woman there, pacing and talking on her phone. Letitia tried the door, but it was locked. She looked back and thought of running to her car, but trash had started  to fly around in the air outside the entrance, between her and her car. She was stuck with a stranger.

Letitia was picking up some serious emotions of annoyance and worry from the woman. The woman's emotions were making Letitia anxious as well. This, compounded with the ever-present stress stemming from Cece's plan and her attempts to get Letitia involved, not to mention the raging storm and Letitia's soaking hair, was making for a not-so-great day in Letitia's book. Her thoughts of her problems were  soon distracted by the stranger's conversation.

"No, I know. Listen, I just told you, I can't be there yet. This storm is crazy! Traffic isn't moving an inch, and I'm stuck in an office building... I know... As soon as I can. I'll get it to you then... God, just give me time... Ok."

As the stranger's conversation ended, she looked at Letitia and noticed her staring. There was something about her eyes... Letitia felt darkness and pain inside her. Letitia felt tears coming to her eyes, but then blinked and glanced away.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing... just wanted to... say hey since we're kind of stuck here together for right now?"

"Then hey. Who are you?"

"I'm Letitia. What's your name?"

The woman said shortly, "Violet Cortez." Violet didn't seem to want to chat. Letitia looked down and Violet looked out towards the storm, then Letitia felt her feelings get much worse suddenly. Steam was hissing from a car in the parking lot. Violet ran out into the storm to the trunk of her car, which had been severely dented by a particularly large piece of hail. Letitia watched her bang at the truck until she turned around and looked straight at Letitia again, unnervingly.

"Come here! Right now!" Letitia didn't want to go into the storm but the woman's voice was so commanding. Violet grabbed boxes and hurled them at Letitia and yelled at her to get them under the entrance. As Letitia ran through the pouring rain and hurling hail, the tops flew off the boxes. Letitia ran faster and threw them on the ground, only to see bags and bags of white powder and other strangely labeled packages inside. Letitia suddenly felt the emotions near her get even worse as Violet, running into the entrance, saw Letitia and the open boxes. She walked slowly towards Letitia.

"You don't see anything right now, okay? You don't see one single thing. You open your mouth just the tiniest bit, and you'll pay. You know Mr. Evans? What happened to him will happen to you if you say one single word."

Letitia nodded, the tears in her eyes starting to spill.

"Girl, don't cry. Lemme give you some advice. Don't cry, don't trust no one, and don't ever, ever open your little mouth. Now drive away right now, and remember: you didn't see anything."

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  1. Unknown10 January 2019 at 05:44

    On the elevator, there was a woman who seemed to have an unusually glowing aura. It looked like she knew me. Maybe I knew her in a past life. However, I didn't care. If she did know me, she had to die, end of story. She got off right before I could read her mind. Shame. If she ever shows up again, I’d take care of her.

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