Dylan sat up abruptly on his bed, jolting awake. He winced at the pain he felt due to the pressure he exerted on his still healing shoulder. It's been a week and everything has been pretty quiet. He was resuming school today against his mother's effort to make him stay at home for some few more days. Like I said, things have been quiet around town. No new dead body has been found neither was anybody's mind being controlled. It's been unusually quiet which made Dylan and his friends uncomfortable, not knowing what to expect next.
He threw off the bed covers from his body and exited the bed. He thought about doing some push-ups but decided against it. Not wanting to make his shoulder worse than it is. He brushed his hair away from his face and walked towards the window. He stood there for
