“You have to remember,” Kimmy’s father started as he squatted down to his daughter’s height. “Don’t let anyone have the KFE—never let it leave your sight!”
“Why?” Kimmy asked, looking up at him in confusion.
“Kimmy,” her father sighed. “There are people who want to use the KFE for selfish endeavors.”
“Like who?” Kimmy questioned further.
Her father just looked at her with eyes full of sadness.
Kayla woke up to the sound of her alarm clock beeping. When she glanced at it, “8:30 AM” and moaned tiresomely. Kayla hit the snooze button with a grunt. She removed the covers from herself and sat on the side of her bed. The young lady sat there deep in thought, looking lost. These flashbacks and dreams confused Kayla the more she thought about them. After slowly breaking herself from her daze,
