It says,“You took a pretty nasty hit back there. I used my power to stabilize your condition and send you to a safe place. Also, I decided that my p...wer could be of better use to you, so I transferred it to you. My, well, your power now, is capable of many things. For instance, your head must be pretty painful right about now. If you focus on making the pain disappear, it shall.”You are shocked at what you are reading, this must be bullshit, but, your head is hurting bad enough right now to. .....What a fucked up life this is I thought.I had taken my laptop to the states and on it I had photographs of Amanda and I in happier times, some nights my heart would feel heavy at the loss, but I never let it show in my few emails to Amanda, I had been in the states about 5 months when I received a email from Susan saying how worried she was about Amanda it seemed she had lost a lot of weight and was in trouble keeping on top of her job so much so that she had been forced to take some leave. By this time, four weeks later, Emma was warily accepted by the mother and loved by her delightful brood.Emma had been lucky enough to find quite a lot of very useful things in the remains of the huts that she had so painstakingly demolished. Among the treasure trove was a box of matches, a pistol and some ammunition. Nothing that she could fashion into even the most basic garment, though.The nervous girl had managed to load the gun, after a few hairy moments, during one of which the weapon had. After a few minutes of this she asked me if I was getting tired. "Well, my arms are aching slightly," I said. "Well just lie here still for a while; I think you've done the trick". I slid on the bed and she put an arm around my shoulders. I snuggled in to her neck and put an arm around her waist but daringly between her dressing gown and tummy. I froze, I didn't more a muscle and hopes she would let me leave it there. She didn't say a word but stayed completely still. We lay like that for.