Sophia pushed herself up off the floor, what ever had happened that made the roof look like it was collapsing had ended awhile ago and now she could hear shouting outside. She tried to peer out the dirty barred window, but had a poor view. She could see many were outside, but not much more. She ran to the door of her room and tried to open it. The handle jiggled a bit but didn't budge, the door was locked. A dead doctor was lying outside the room. His throat was slashed and there looked to be keys in his pocket.

As Sophia stared the doctor lifted up and began to move towards the door, jerking as if being controlled by some demented puppeteer. His arm lifted the keys to the door and soon the door was unlocked. As soon as Sophia opened the door and her concentration broke and the doctor crumpled to the floor. A slight sheen of sweat was visible on her forehead, controlling something large, like a body, had always taken more energy. She kneeled and grabbed the keys, thankful that her collar was off so that she could use her ability. Now it was time to figure out what was happening. She began to run down the hall.