The ball of light hit the boat in a flash of energy which seemed to tear my body into its individual atoms. There was a burst of extreme pain, and, th...en, nothing! I fainted, ceased to exist, died, or all of the above! My consciousness was there and a moment later, it wasn't!I had no idea how long before I regained consciousness; it could have been moments or years, I had no way of knowing. However, it seemed like only moments, and, suddenly, I could hear screaming coming from the lounge. My. " Earl said, tucking the rag intohis back pocket and tilting his cap back with his thumb. "But this here is Anytown - and any THING can happen - s'long as it's fair, that is." No..." Carl said, in a voice that was nearly a sob - not a denial, buta plea. "Oh, God - no..."The transforming person was backed up against a pump, slowly alteringfacial features trapped in a single constant - a look of horror.Beneath a jacket now obviously denim, the new, single garment that waswell on the way to. The dark-haired girl was crying, and the tears had started to fall onto the carpet in front of her. The year eleven girl was sniffing and sobbing in between pleading with the teacher to stop. Miss Marks simply paused until she had calmed herself before delivering her remaining swats with the nasty clothes brush.Once the Head Mistress was satisfied that the sixteen-year-old had calmed herself, she placed the brush down next to her left foot and picked up her small, oval-headed tan coloured. A little push, and Max stepped around the chair. “None of that?”“None of what?” she asked.“Dodging,” Alex nodded.“Dodging what?” Max frowned.“Get in the chair,” Sam patted the cushion of my armchair.“Oh, I couldn’t do that. That’s for Ge--” She squealed, giggling. I may have swept up her legs by clotheslining the back of her knees. I caught her shoulder.“Make sure she doesn’t squirm out of the way,” I told Sam and Alex. They rushed around and grabbed Max’s arms.The only reason Max stopped.