Holding back my tears, I felt energy start to build up in my fingertips and I placed them over Eamon’s chest. I thought about what a good friend he had been and how much life he still had left to live. The energy seemed to grow as I thought about all the amazing things we’d done as friends and how I didn’t want him to die. Crackling off my fingertips, the energy left my hands and transferred itself to Eamon’s lifeless body sending a shockwave through his entire being. It belted him up off the seat, jolting him back to life. He moaned, stirring from the touch.

“What just happened?” He whispered hoarsely as his eyes flickered open and he looked at me. I fell back against the car door in awe, looking at my hands, in wonderment at what had just taken place. The glow diminished and my hands went back to normal as I lifted myself back up onto the car seat beside Eamon.

I looked Eamon up and down, poking his arm with my finger in astonishment that he was alive.

Eamon sat up and held his head.

“I’ve got a massive headache.” He said as he rubbed his temples.

I looked at him not quite fully understanding how he could go from dead to mostly fine in a matter of seconds.

“How do you feel?” I asked gently.

“I feel great apart from the headache.” He laughed.

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“How’re your legs?”

“Fine.” Eamon responded quizzically. “Why do you ask?”

“Can you pull down your pants?”

“Come on Ariah, at least buy me a drink first.” He winked but started to unbutton his jeans awkwardly pulling them down while sitting.

There was no sign of damage to his skin, all the burn marks had gone and his legs looked completely normal.

“Can you pull up your shirt too?”

He did as I asked, raising his t-shirt up over his shoulders so I could see his stomach. I gasped as I watched.

“What’s the matter? Never seen a toned set of abdominals before?” He laughed. I looked at him, grateful to see him smile again.

“You are a beautiful specimen, Eamon.” I said sarcastically, but gave him a wry smile. “Do you not remember anything about what happened?”

“Honestly…no.” He answered as he pulled his t-shirt back down. Reaching for his jeans, he clumsily pulled them back up to his waist, trying to tug them over his boxer shorts. “Last thing I really remember is being with you and the others before school.”

“Okay, well, a lot has happened since then.” I breathed a long sigh as I thought about everything that had already taken place that morning.

“Maybe you could start with why I’m sitting in the backseat of a car with you and why it’s freezing cold.” Eamon said, rubbing his toned muscular arms. “And why is there a massive cloud of white coming towards us?”

Eamon pointed out of the window and I turned to see three giant cat-like creatures running through the rain towards us, with what looked like snow and ice swirling around them.

“We need to get the others.” I cried. “Get out of the car, now!”