I couldn't see anything. Then I realized I had my eyes closed.

It was quiet inside my head, clear and serene and pain-free, but on the outside, chaos was throwing a scream-fueled party. My least favorite kind.

I snapped my eyes open. My gaze narrowed in on the color orange first, specks of it lifting off my arms like magic cereal. Just a little of it, traveling up with the rest toward an air vent in the ceiling. My slayer power. Gone.

When it disappeared, I felt whole ...