As if she had no idea where did it come from the blue dress girl opened it.
BOOM! the whole hall was filled with smoke. A ruffled skirt, shoved up to the knees with blood streaming down on the floor and a few steps ahead a small palm all smeared with black marks could be seen. It was not a clear vision but whatever was visible was enough to tear his heart.
Sitting in the corner, with head between the knees tightly clutched to his chest, was a teenage boy shivering.
Feeling a caring touch over his head the boy startled and looked up into the eyes smiling with deep compassion. Clueless the boy pulled back.