While studying physics, he had learned how rainbows were produced. He had come to understand the impact that droplets could have on light. Then one da..., he had asked himself the question concerning what impact light had on the droplet. He hoped this experiment would help him answer that question.His thoughts were interrupted by the ring of his telephone. It surprised him. This was the very first call he had received the entire time he had been at the university. He answered it to discover that. The response was the last thing he expected: "Come on, sack rat, let's go! We've got snow!" It's not supposed to snow," Mark protested."Look out the window, then get dressed," an excited Mike said. "I'll get some coffee making while I'm harnessing up the dogs, and bring us a couple of thermoses. This could be gone in a few hours!" There was an abrupt click on the phone, signifying that Mike didn't intend to waste time talking.Not quite believing the phone call, Mark swung out of bed, went to. He let go of my neck and the back of my head with both of his hands and then he took a step backwards and opened his eyes. He didn’t look mad at me anymore, in fact, he looked kind of sleepy, but I stayed exactly as I was and just looked up at him because he had not given me any further instructions and I didn’t want to anger him all over again. We stayed that way for a little bit, me looking up at him from my squat position against the cabinet below the sink and him looking back down at me. The man was dressed and painted like a demon and he had a chuckle that matched as he dropped Ava backwards right in front of the Ellen. She could see the red outline of wings and the dried wax on her shoulders, trailing down to her ass. Ava had managed only to turn to face her friend and reach out in desperation before the demon found her curly hair again and held her firmly in place.“I think that after being blind all night, you deserve a bit of a show.” he crouched down and held her shoulders.