The night before had been weird. [i]That's an understatement.[/i] Kassidy thought to herself as she dragged herself out of her bed early the next day. The events the night before ran through her head. Strange sky lights, the same lights that had appeared when she was born. She had no idea what it meant but half expected babies to start dying off again. Her overactive imagination brought to mind a town with wailing women, lamenting at their loss. Of course, that didn't happen. 

And then that strange white light that shot out from the ground to the sky. She had thought it was some sort of falling star that decided to fall the opposite way. She shook her head. [i]That's a stupid idea,[/i] she interrupted her own thoughts. Whatever it was, it eventually decided to streak back and forth across the sky. [i]As is the lights weren't strange enough already. I wonder what it was. It looked like some sorta crazy pinball game going on up there... I suppose someone will eventually find it if it fell down to the ground.[/i]

And then the amount of customers that visited the cafe. At first it had been nice. A slow night picking up would have pleased her mother. Especially on a night that she left her daughter in charge. But it wasn't as nice as she had thought it would be.

Some sort of electrical surge fried the cash register. While the machine had been old, it had always been reliable. [i]I suppose we'd have to replace it at some point anyway. Maybe get a touch screen one. That'd be cool.[/i]

And then termite ridden wooden tables. She remember how the wood had splintered underneath her hands. She sighed. [i]We'll need to get someone to check all the woodworks. I hope it didn't affect everything. That would mean a complete overhaul and that would extremely suck.[/i] 

And then bloodied footprints on their well polished linoleum floor. [i]Okay, that wasn't so bad. Just messy. Nothing a mop can't clean,[/i] she thought as she pulled a toothbrush across her teeth. But the glasses she kept breaking were pretty bad. One after the other as if the glasses were made of extremely delicate porcelain. [i]I was a complete klutz, I couldn't even push the door open properly. Maybe the hinges needs to be oiled too.[/i] she thought dismally as she mentally counted how many she broke. [i]5 or 6? Damn it. I'll have to replace them with my own money.[/i] 

People had kept coming in after that. It would have cheered her that they had so many customers but the night just continued being odd. One of the customers, a familiar face from school, even knocked on the door as if there was no way of opening it himself. She thought about how the doorknob had looked. It had been completely rusted out. [i]That one was really really weird. I'm sure all the doorknobs were relatively new. But that one was obviously not,[/i] she rinsed her mouth and continued playing the events in her mind. 

And finally, the strangest happening... She placed her toothbrush in an empty cup by the sink and looked at her right palm. The first glass she had broken had cut through the delicate skin of her palm. It looked deep enough to require stitches. She reached up and ran her fingers on where the cut had been. She remembered the pain and how her blood soaked through the towel she had wrapped it in. But all she had to do was bump into Audrey and her wound magically healed. There wasn't even a scar left behind. She brought her hand closer to her face, as if bringing it close would make her see a skin break or a scar that would prove she had injured it the night before. But the skin was smooth and unbroken and she wondered for the hundredth time if she had just imagined it all. She thought of the wound that had appeared in Audrey's hand. It had been smaller but it was the same shape as the one she had. It was on the same hand too. [i]Was she just trying to scare me? Was she already injured when I bumped into her?[/i] she thought as she dropped her hand to her side and trudged back into her room to get changed. [i]But why would she do that? She looked pretty much surprised as I was. And that guy I collided with... James, was it? In all the commotion, I have no idea if he just slipped away or what.[/i]

"Kassidy, are you up?" came her mother's voice from downstairs.

Kassidy threw on a light yellow shirt and jeans before flinging the door open. "I'm up, mom. I'll be down there in a few seconds," she called back and was about to head out of her room when she stopped. Susan MacGrath had been in a meeting with the cafe's suppliers the night before. By the sound of her voice, it didn't seem like it went well. IT'll be difficult to explain what happened to the cafe. She sighed as she walked out of the room, down the stairs and into the kitchen.

Her mom was piling pancakes onto two plates when Kassidy walked in. "Good morning, honey," her mom looked tired but she greeted her daughter in a cheerful voice.

Kassidy sat down just as her mother laid a plate of pancakes in front of her. She took a deep breath. "Mom, the cash register was friend last night from some sort of electrical surge, the wooden furnitures... we need to have them checked for termites. One of the tables splintered when I leaned on it. And there was a rusted doorknob and...and... I broke 6 glasses," she said all in one breath. "I'm gonna be replacing the glasses though so no need to worry about that," she added in a hurry.

Susan stopped and looked at her daughter. She huffed. "Looks like you had a rough night just like I did," she said as she sat opposite her daughter. "Well, we'll head on over to the cafe after breakfast," her smile was tight as she turned to her own plate of pancakes and began eating.

Kassidy almost sighed in relief at how her mother reacted. But instead of doing so, she studied the older woman's face. "Are you okay mom?"

Susan nodded distractedly. "I'm fine. Just had an argument with our coffee supplier last night. It didn't help seeing those strange lights in the sky either."