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hatred. “You are the Spark. I am here to extinguish you.”
    “Get off me! Help! HELP ME!”
    “I will help you,” her attacker snarled. “I will help you before it is too late.” He raised his other hand towards her face, fingers open like a sharp clamp. She could feel the heat coming off his fingers against her eyebrows.
    “You’re a monster,” she screamed.
    “I am not the monster.”
    The burning hand was only an inch away from her face now, and her eyes watered under the intense heat, so she closed them.
    Something collided into Scarlet and sent her sprawling down the embankment. She came to rest with one leg in the water, and only just managed to keep herself from sliding into the lake. Her wrist burned, and the wind had been knocked out of her. She tried to sob, but was in too much shock.
    Somebody had come to her rescue. Another stranger raced down the hill towards her. No, not a stranger. It was Sorrow, still dressed in her father’s jeans and shirt—and still barefoot. Her attacker was still on his feet and marching towards her too, but Sorrow leapt into the air and pummelled him. He drove a knee into the other man’s head and shoved him down to the ground. Then he turned to Scarlet. “You need to get out of here now.”
    “Sorrow? W-what are you doing here?”
    “I don’t know, but I’m certain it has something to do with you.”
    “How did you know I would come back here?”
    “I didn’t. I never left you. You slept during the night, but I stayed close. Now get out of here, before he comes for you again.”
    “W-who is he?”
    “JUST GO!”
    The force of Sorrow’s voice made her flinch—like a physical force knocking her back—so she turned and fled up the bank, ignoring the startled lady who was standing on the path with a bicycle by her side. Only once did Scarlet dare to look back, and when she did, she saw that Sorrow had fallen to his knees and was being beaten harshly by the enraged blond man. She considered going back to help him, but went for her phone instead. She cursed when she couldn’t find it. Her jean pocket was ripped open and her phone had been inside. She knew only one safe place to go and get help, so she broke into a run and headed for work.



~ Chapter Five ~
    When Scarlet made it through the front door of the Little Treasures Emporium, she was a mess. Her jean pocket was hanging down, her cheeks were stained with tears and mascara, and she was about to keel over from exhaustion.
    Indy moved from behind the counter right away. “Hey, Scar, what the hell? Are you okay?”
    She shoved past him, not wanting to be on display. “I need to call the police,” she shouted. “I’ve been attacked.”
    Indy chased her into the back area. “Frakkin’ hell! You want me to go out and get the guy? He didn’t… you know?”
    Scarlet slumped against the table and looked at him. “Didn’t what? You mean… Eww, No. Someone just grabbed me, but another man saved me, and now I have to call the police and make sure he’s okay.”
    Mr Chester stormed out of his office. “What on earth is going on out here? Indy, why have you left the shop floor?”
    “Scarlet’s been attacked.”
    Mr Chester glanced at Scarlet and his face fell. “My word, are you okay? Sit down, sit down.”
    She collapsed into a chair and felt like she would never get up again. She was still panting heavily and could feel her cheeks glistening with tears. “He… I… This psycho just came at me by the lake. He grabbed my arm and… and…” She glanced down at her wrist, where the blond man had grabbed her. There was the blistered imprint of a large hand. “He burned me. Look! He burned me just by touching me.”
    Indy looked at her, deep creases in his forehead despite his youth. “Who was he, Scar?”
    “I have no freakin’ idea, but someone saved me. I need to call the police.”
    Mr Chester bent low so he was looking directly in her eyes. “Somebody saved you? Do you know who it was?”
    She