[center][h3][color=slateblue]Spark - Something in the Dark[/color][/h3][/center]
[color=slateblue]"Not the rain, no."[/color] Rubbing her hands together she leaned her head forward to keep the drops out of her face, the bill of her cap directing the flow of water away from her. [color=slateblue]"Makes things muddy and slick."[/color] Folding her arms she put her hands under her arms to warm them up.

In a moment of clarity she focused on the boy. [color=slateblue]"What are you doing out here? It's not safe to be out in a forest during a thunderstorm."[/color] As the patter of rain continued to fall she stepped forward. The lightning wasn't bad but there were rumbles in the background. 

Oh yeah, there was also strange things going on. Did this kid count as strange? Not particularly considering her own situation. Odd perhaps that he would be out when kids were going missing. Did he match any of the missing kids? Going back she referenced all the pictures in the news in her head. Going through them in the blink of an eye she pointed back toward the houses. [color=slateblue]"You should go back inside."[/color]