4:27 AM, Tuesday, March 26th, 2013
The two women struggled to their feet simultaneously, and faced off in silence. Diane was the first to speak. “So, this is how it ends,” she said, and the temperature of the room dropped ten degrees from her tone.
Gabriella rubbed at the scorch marks scoring along her arms and legs. “Yeah,” she snapped back, responding to Diane’s icy cold with burning heat. “You’re f------ crazy.”