Hannah woke with a terrible jump, a loud noise and light meeting her gaze. Confused and hit by panic, she pulled her hand to cover her eyes with her hand. A terrible wind surrounded her, tossing her off in the bed and into the wall behind her. Landing with a hard thrust, she cursed out, before she looked up in sheer confusing and panic. The terrible wind was blowing up in the entire room, making such a terrible mess in its wake. The windows broke as several items flew straight through them, covering the floor with the shattered glass pieces. Finally, a green ethereal light flew straight for the young woman. It surged through her, bringing an electric sensation with it. And with that, Hannah was knocked to sleep.

Again, Hannah awoke with a jump. She breathed quickly and heavily, the darkness of the dusk falling upon her through the window. Still hit by panic, she looked around in her apartment, only to find it as it always stood. The realization brought a heavy sigh of relief with it, as she calmed down. Just a nightmare, then. Hannah nodded to herself, quickly disembarking from her now sweaty sheets. Hannah slowly made her way through the apartment, rubbing her eyes with yet another sigh. Throughout the apartment, a steady scent still carried in the air. It was as it always was, clean and smelled the same. She passed back into the kitchen, still only dressed in her shirt and a pair of underpants. The shirt was slightly too big, hanging off one shoulder steadily as she walked. Her throat was sore, craving for water after the many hours of sleep. 

The energy drink still stood upon the table in front of the sofa, from Ace’s earlier visit. Hannah furrowed her brows at first, but quickly recalled the earlier happening, which brought a smile to her face. The pace at which he had stormed out was quite impressive, for anyone really. Surely, the awkwardness of the situation had gotten the better of him, even though it barely bothered Hannah. It was a fun change, and entertaining. Though she did not mind his timing, it could have become a little too strange for her taste. She quickly shook her head, snapping back into reality as she had simply frozen in her place during her stream of thoughts. The girl headed for the fridge, eagerly awaiting the much-anticipated water. Her tired fingers lazily opened the fridge, causing her to squint her eyes violently at the heavenly light attacking her vision. After what felt like a blind struggling to navigate the newest McDonalds down Main Street, Hannah finally got a hold of a bottle of water.

Quickly, she dumped herself into the sofa, pulling up both her legs underneath her, snuggling herself into position. Without much thought, she opened the bottle and took a simple sip. Hannah put the bottle upon the table, leaving the bottlecap besides it. With a swift movement, Hannah stretched her arms, yawning at that. In the same moment, a string of the water flew up from the bottle, splashing right on the wall behind her. “What in the fuck!?” she burst out in surprise, covering up her mouth in surprise, perhaps more of the swear, than the actual happening. She was left with an open mouth, trying to figure out what had happened. Her gaze quickly shifted between the bottle, and the now wet spot above her. However, her attention turned towards the bottle again, causing a curious raised eyebrow. The water within the bottle was not resting at the bottom, as water normally did. Instead, it was hovering carefully in the bottle. “What in the world…?” Hannah muttered, assuming she could only still be dreaming, but it seemed so real.

As she lowered her hands down towards the bottle, the water carefully followed her motion, descending down inside the bottle.

“What…?”