Norielle Wynn

|Told in a first person sequential view.| "We are predicting that this day will contain temperatures below 0°C, make sure you wear appropriate clothing to get through the day safely." They said that, this morning, the morning News. Honestly, I can't tell if they're psychic themselves, as they perfectly described the event that happens on my way to school. It was a peaceful walk, minus the heeding blizzard of course, there's nothing peaceful about that, until sirens are blaring, homes and shops are being hidden underground, another convergence, and I'm in the middle of it. "Please get to safety, this area is in Convergance zone, I repeat, please get to safety." I froze, literally froze, the last thing I remember was being sent into the bark of a tree, thankfully avoiding any branches that would've for sure killed me. I looked up and there she was, glaring down at me, a human, and an converted meeting each other head on. I didn't know what she wanted from me, and I sure as hell didn't want anything from her, but from this moment on, I could tell she was killing me, no doubt of that.