Linda Madison slipped out of bed and slipped her bathrobe over her nightgown, hearing the sound of footsteps on the stairs. "What was that?" she wondered. Could it be a burglar?
She opened the door to the hallway and spotted Zoe heading up the stairs. "Zoe, where have you been?"
Behind Zoe, the cloud lurked. Linda didn't see it in the dim light, but suddenly, it enveloped Zoe. Immediately, the air around the cloud became charged, but the area immediately around Zoe seemed calm, as if she was in the eye of a hurricane.
"Mom, do you see this?" Zoe said, seeing the dancing light around her.
"See what?" Linda asked, not seeing anything.
"The mist...the weird light show..."
