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"That wasn't real," Kate whispered to herself.

She looked around and there was nothing there, just rain and sidewalk and pathetic little trees next to a decaying storefront that hadn't seen anything but graffiti and trash in years.

"No fucking way that was real," she said, louder this time, trying to convince herself of that and failing because she knew it was real.

She could still feel the electricity crackling and spreading from the spot on her cheek where the old man had touched her.

Before she could pay any more attention though, Kate found herself experiencing the most intense hunger pangs she'd ever felt before.

She needed to eat.

Now.