telepathy, open to any and all
[For those who are receptive and open on this evening, the signal comes through with a pop of radio static. Telepaths and dreamers, those who have experienced her influence before, those that are angry tonight, those that are reaching out in prayer, those that are just having a real unlucky night... these residents are all capable of hearing Lyssa. It is a wonderful night for a bedtime story, and she reads to them with a soft, smiling voice.
To bed, to bed, the mother said.
To bed, she said the angry boy his face turned red.
His face turned red. And with a cry, he chopped her head.
No bed. He said. And snicker snack his mom was DEAD. DEAD. DEAD!]