Sick.

That's what all of you were. Sick. You personally didn't know what you were sick with, the name of the illness had always been too hard for you to pronounce, and ever since you were a child the doctors had just called it 'The tiredness'. A fitting name. You were always tired, physically and mentally. You slept twelve hours a day, and even when awake you did very little. hardly leaving your room. Due to this, you only had a handful friends in this strange hospital. Those friends were currently sitting with you in your small room, sprawled onto your bed. There was Joey, a blond who had been born with Lupus. he had given himself the nickname of cripple king, something other children use to call him as an insult, but now he held onto it with pride. Anastasia was a pretty girl who was suffering from Hemopjilia, a bleeding illness which caused her to bleed heavily if hurt, and sometimes she would get nosebleeds. Last was Noah, who has Atypical Kawasaki disease, which causes long fevers, reddening of the eyes, and rashes or peeling skin. Not uncommon illnesses, not even your own, yet the four of you lived in a rather odd hospital. Really, it was more of a house, with only you four and two others being the patients. The place was called Flowers House, named after some doctor who died long before you had been committed. The place was truly boring, and yet..it was safe. Nothing ever went against the daily routine the doctors set up for you all. You had nothing to fear.

Until tonight.

"Um, we could go watch Teen Wolf." Anastasia said, laying across your lap. It was early evening and the four of you were trying to decide what to do to kill some time before lights out. You shook your head. "nah. The series just ended, and I don't feel like watching reruns right now. I mean, I love Stiles, but not THAT much." "What about a video game?" Joey suggested. He was laying vertical o you on your bed, his cane leaning against the wall where he could reach it. You thought it over and then nodded, glancing at Noah who sat on the ground, leaning against the bed. "Mario cart?" The Asian boy nodded. "Mario cart."

You all got up, you assisting Joey until he got hold of his cane, and wandered out of the room and down the hall towards the living room. It was a quiet night, as it was with most nights in Flowers house, and you all just wanted to have some fun. However, you knew this would be difficult when you saw that the other two patients, a set of twins named Lily and Petunia, were sitting in the living room already, watching reruns of Invader Zim. You honestly would have joined them, since you and your friends also enjoyed the show, but you didn't enjoy the twins. They were like every stereotype you had ever heard of goth and amp people. At one point you had even caught them comparing self harm wounds.

The doctora had put a stop to that really fast.

You hoped they did it for actual reasons. But..they seemed the type to only do it because that's what they thought goth and emo kids did.

You looked back at your friends and Noah sighed, motioning to head back to your room. You all turned to do so but stopped when Lily spoke in that nasally voice of hers. "What? Are you preppy posers too good for us?" You faintly recalled an old Harry Potter fanfiction. It was like Lily and Petunia had walked out of it. "...No, Lily." You said, trying to keep your voice pleasant. "We were just going to play Mario kart, but since you guys are watching TV we'll go do something else. We don't want to bother you." You weren't the assertive type. You never had been, but you had grown more quiet and docile when you first got sick, say four years ago when you were ten. The twins snorted and returned to their show. You weren't exactly sure what illness or illnesses they had. You never bothered to ask. You and your friend returned to your bed room just as the lights, literally all the lights in the house, began to flicker.

Then they died.

The televion must had died as well because you could hear the twins yelling back in the living room. "What's going on?" Joey asked, looking around. Anastasia walked over to the window, looking outside. "It's raining. Maybe something outside blew a fuse?" "If so, I can fix it." Noah said. His father had owned an electronics store before the recession a few years ago. "It'll be faster than waiting for a tech to come tomorrow morning to do it." The doctors didn't like any of you going outside unsupervised. Especially in the dark. But you figured it would be a quick out and back in, no harm done.

You four went outside and around the house to the back, where the power box was. The box was closed, but Noah was able to open it using stuff from the toolbox he had swiped from the supply closet. You stood silently, the grass tickling your bare feet, the cold air kissing your arms and giving you goosebumps. You should have grabbed a jacket, as of now you stood out there in nothing but a sleeveless powdery blue night gown.

The ground began to shake. Something rumbled in the sky. You gripped Anastasia's arm tightly to keep from falling and watched open mouthed as color filled the sky. "Wh-what is that?!" Joey asked, squinting up at it through his glasses. "Aurora borealis?" Anastasia guessed. You shook your head, your voice trembling as you spoke. "In T-T-Texas? No w-way.."

Noah remained silent as he stared at the direction the light had come from. He then grabbed a flash light and a heavy metal wrench from the toolbox and began walking. "Whatever it is, I'm going to go see." "N-Noah, no! Don't!" You called after him. "It c-could be dangerous!" "Then stay here."

You looked back at your other two friends. Anastasia had pressed her lips into a thin line, but then pulled away from you and went after Noah. Joey sighed, doing the same.

You just stood there, watching them. It wasn't hntil they had gotten a few feet away that you jogged after the trio, struggling to catch up.