As soon as Jeremy touched the wound on her shoulder, a sharp pain spread through him; a pain that rattled his brain and made his bones ache. The pain he felt was like fire; burning his insides, organs and outsides. He stepped back and stared; her blue eyes drifting him away, as if to some forgotten memory. To some forgotten place found only in his dreams and lost thoughts.
"Wolf-wolf…Wolf-wolf, wake up! Wake up!" A cheerful voice yelled. Jeremy opened his eyes to the bright sun, and to the face of a short-haired, red-head screaming at him from the doorway. It still looked dark, from what he could tell, but maybe it was because he'd just woken up. But where was he, and who was the boy in the doorway yelling? "Wolf-wolf, get up! Sensei's about to burn the house down!" The auburn yelled optimistically; something that a person shouldn't be like when their house was burning down. The boy ran off immediately after that, laughing a bit joyfully. Scents of smoke and miasma ran through Jeremy's nostrils; slightly feeling them burning, yet it smelled a little sweet. He was getting very curious of what was happening.
"Bu…" Smelling the smoke, the sleepiness began falling from him. "What?!" Jeremy jumped from the bed, but immediately landed on the floor. After struggling with the blankets; which were on top of him, and finally getting up, Jeremy ran through the house screaming "Fire!". It seemed as if there was no one in the house. When the dark-headed boy reached the kitchen, all he found was a girl in there cooking, yet there are only fumes, and the smell of gas and smog. The smoke came from a nearby oven, which was now open. "What are-?!"
The girl pulled out a blackish blob from the oven and smiled. The red-headed boy from before joined her. "Happy birthday, Jeremy!"
Jeremy smiled. He smiled something of pure happiness. It was something he hadn't done in so long, and he wondered what had caused it. Was it them?
