Slowly Ramona stood from the wet ground of the black alley. Her legs trembled as she peeked around the corner, trying to avoid the light that caused her pain. She wasn't sure what was going on, but she couldn't hide in the alley for the rest of her life. A street lamp lit the roads, which meant Ramona couldn't travel them unless she could destroy the lights. 

Ramona stared at the street lamp, herons working as to how she could disable the light. She was staring so intently the shadow that slipped from her body went unnoticed. Suddenly with the found of breaking glass the street lamp died. Ramona looked around , trying to decipher what just happened. Had she just done that to the lamp without touching it? 

She focused on another lamp doen the street and noticed the blackass come around the light . The glass shattered to the street below and Ramona walked farther down the blackened street- in search of someone-anyone to tell her what was happening.