The scream I hear of my name downstairs makes my toes curl and breath hitch. I have not once heard my name be called like that before, especially from my mom, in my lifetime. It's a horrid scream that reeks of nothing but of fear and urgency.

I nearly trip over my own feet as I run down the stairs to the living room. And once I see what's on the tv, I begin to wish that I never would've came downstairs.

The tv screen consisted of what once had been a car but now is almost flattened and disfigured. The words "BREAKING NEWS" are stamped across the bottom of the screen with small words speeding by across underneath it.

It feels as though I had ran a ten mile marathon and was punched in the stomach to lose the ability to breathe as a bonus when both the tv and mom explain what had happened. Little details are slipped, and my phone is soon in my hand dialing before I can realize what's truly happening.

I call once, twice, three times to end with the same result of no answer from Laurance. Tears fill my vision when I spot brown messy hair on screen, but the blood tampers with it. The semi close up showed me things I didn't wish to see. It's now that I realize that my brothers are standing next to me.

Third Person's POV

At the scene of the breaking news, a pair of eyes open, and the person's vision is slightly blurred as if they had awaken from a long nap. They blink a few times and dazedly look around putting no mind to the cuts and scraps covering their upper body. That's until they turn their head to the side going unconscious once again.

All the sounds around them were drowned out because they were hardly awake, and the pain they soon would feel was gone.

But soon close by, their phone begins to ring.