"Maybe the news reports will bring new ones out" Niesha mused, "did you ger a story? Surely you must have in all this choas. You were looking for a reporter job in the coffee shop, right?" She shut the door behind them, picking up a key ring with three keys on, "house key, garage key, and theres a small tool shed out the back, last key is for that"

She held them out with a smile, forgetting about the bruising, "you said you saw people weilding powers? What sort of powers?"