Lyndsay walked down her street, the neighbors waved as she passed by. She smiled, the sun shone high in the sky. Her house was in the middle of a long row of houses that looked exactly the same, painted blue and white, it towered two stories high, the girl climbed the stairs and unlocked the door. Walking in, she slammed the door shut behind her.
There was a note on the table, next to that a plate of cookies.
"Hey, sweetie, me and your father are at the shop, we will be home before sundown, dinner is in the oven, you can do whatever you want, as long as you're there before we get home.
-love you,
Mom.
P.s: andrew is in his room, please don't bother him. Thanks.
Lindsay looked at the note twice, reading the bottom carefully, why was andrew here?
She turn and speed walked to the door, trying to be a quiet as possible. There was a sound from upstairs, the girl held her breath.
"Hello?" a voice called, lindsay hurried to the door and began to pull it open, she heard feet begin to pound their way downstairs.
"Lyndsay?" she heard her brother grunt, she pulled her door the rest of the way open and bolted, hearing her brother begin to run after her.
She raced down the street as fast as she could, panic beginning to rise up in her, she heard her brother plodding after her, calling her name. Getting closer.
Speed. Speed was the one thing she didn't have, and her emotions got in the way of the little head start she had. Soon her brothers hand grabbed hers roughly.
"Gotcha." andrew said with a cocky smirk in his voice, he spun the smaller girl around and looked her directly in the eye, seeing her panic made him laugh harder, "what's the matter is, aren't you happy to see me?"
"Let me go." lyndsay demanded, trying to suppress her wild fears, but her voice cracked and her brother grabbed her other wrist.
"I don't think so." he said, the girl could smell the alcohol in his breath. Tears welled up in her eyes.
"Let me GO!" she shouted, suddenly the entire street was consumed by a fireball. And everything went black.
The fire had destroyed the entire street, and two neighboring ones were burnt to a crisp, the death count rose by the hour, and in the center of it all stood lyndsy. The flames licked at her, but didn't burn, the corpse of her brother had been obliterated. Turned to dust and shot in every direction. Tears formed in her eyes, evaporating before they could run down her face
What had just happened.
