Everyone was shouting, dodging, fleeing, making their way toward alleged safety.

	After scooping up the spliff, Aksel looked about. He would never catch up to JJ, and everyone else seemed—no, not everyone. [i]The French girl.[/i] She seemed to be having the worst luck. The massive hail seemed to be targeting her as she went for cover. He started in her direction. But another piece of ice was falling. It collided with the side of her head, and pulled her to the ground in a sickening display.

	[color=#3366CC][i]"Nei![/i][/color] Aksel cried, reaching forward with his hand as he tried to increase his stride.

	Then, everything flashed the brightest white.

	Then, nothing.