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Jan Miller-Jones dropped her backpack by the door and looked around the room. All was quiet. Her parents were both at work, which was typical, as they were both attournies and often worked late, filing briefs and meeting clients last-minute. Jan, an only child, had made the best of these occasions. At seventeen, Jan led a busy life of her own.
Jan went to her room to change into her running clothes. She was on the cross-country team for her school, and she was on the swimming team as well. The house she had lived in on Maple Street all her life ran past a country road, which made it perfect training ground. Jan braided her long, waist-length black hair into a single braid, tucked the stainless steel locket on it's steel chain under her collar, and ran downstairs, leaving a note for her parents, just in case.
Her dark blue eyes scanned the sky, which seemed overcast, yet there appeared to be no sign of rain. Jan's home in northern Ohio kept to a decent sort of schedule, and the mid-April weather was mild, without any hint of coolness. Jan took off down the dirt road, feeling happy, young, and full of a desire to run.
As she ran, Jan pushed aside the unsettling thoughts that had recently started to come into her mind. Strange dreams came to her at night, and the disturbing thing about these dreams was the fact they seemed more like memories than mere dreams. In them, she was aware of darkness and fuzzy voices, and a couple of faces, men whom she was certain she had never seen before. These dreams had been with her all her life, but Jan could not place them in her life as being of any real significance.
Pushing aside her thoughts, Jan ran on. The sky, though overcast during the course of the day, suddenly began to darken, and a rumble of thunder now rippled the air. Jan groaned but kept on going. She ran, and ran, and ran, until she came to the field that was half a mile from her home, on the other side of the loop of dirt road. Tall grasses waved in the wind, and a quarter mile from the road was a small abandoned farmhouse. It had been empty of tenants for as long as Jan could remember, and as the thunder grew louder, and rain started to fall, she aimed toward it, knowing it might provide shelter.
As Jan ran toward the farmhouse, she grumbled. This was not how she had thought the day would proceed. The rain was falling harder, now, and lightning split the sky. Jan ran faster, pausing as she felt a cramp grip her middle. She still had some ground to cover, but she was almost there. Just as she crossed the muddy yard that was around the front of the farmhouse, a white-hot blast of energy struck Jan from behind. She gave a scream of pain, mingled with fear, and fell face down onto the ground.
As she lay there, half-dazed, a far-off voice seemed to fill her ears. Blackness loomed around her as heavy footsteps came nearer, and strong hands lifted her into the air. By the time she was in the air, the blackness struck poor Jan, and she was lost to consciousness for some time. Unfortunately, her familiar lifestyle, as well as everything that had ever been her life since she was young, all of that was about to come to an end for ever, and the truth she was about to find would bring an even greater change into this young lady's life, all the rest of her days.
Jan went to her room to change into her running clothes. She was on the cross-country team for her school, and she was on the swimming team as well. The house she had lived in on Maple Street all her life ran past a country road, which made it perfect training ground. Jan braided her long, waist-length black hair into a single braid, tucked the stainless steel locket on it's steel chain under her collar, and ran downstairs, leaving a note for her parents, just in case.
Her dark blue eyes scanned the sky, which seemed overcast, yet there appeared to be no sign of rain. Jan's home in northern Ohio kept to a decent sort of schedule, and the mid-April weather was mild, without any hint of coolness. Jan took off down the dirt road, feeling happy, young, and full of a desire to run.
As she ran, Jan pushed aside the unsettling thoughts that had recently started to come into her mind. Strange dreams came to her at night, and the disturbing thing about these dreams was the fact they seemed more like memories than mere dreams. In them, she was aware of darkness and fuzzy voices, and a couple of faces, men whom she was certain she had never seen before. These dreams had been with her all her life, but Jan could not place them in her life as being of any real significance.
Pushing aside her thoughts, Jan ran on. The sky, though overcast during the course of the day, suddenly began to darken, and a rumble of thunder now rippled the air. Jan groaned but kept on going. She ran, and ran, and ran, until she came to the field that was half a mile from her home, on the other side of the loop of dirt road. Tall grasses waved in the wind, and a quarter mile from the road was a small abandoned farmhouse. It had been empty of tenants for as long as Jan could remember, and as the thunder grew louder, and rain started to fall, she aimed toward it, knowing it might provide shelter.
As Jan ran toward the farmhouse, she grumbled. This was not how she had thought the day would proceed. The rain was falling harder, now, and lightning split the sky. Jan ran faster, pausing as she felt a cramp grip her middle. She still had some ground to cover, but she was almost there. Just as she crossed the muddy yard that was around the front of the farmhouse, a white-hot blast of energy struck Jan from behind. She gave a scream of pain, mingled with fear, and fell face down onto the ground.
As she lay there, half-dazed, a far-off voice seemed to fill her ears. Blackness loomed around her as heavy footsteps came nearer, and strong hands lifted her into the air. By the time she was in the air, the blackness struck poor Jan, and she was lost to consciousness for some time. Unfortunately, her familiar lifestyle, as well as everything that had ever been her life since she was young, all of that was about to come to an end for ever, and the truth she was about to find would bring an even greater change into this young lady's life, all the rest of her days.
