She had been standing in her kitchen barefoot and in her underpants despite the cool autumn chill that had moved into Everett. She wanted some chamomile tea to help her to bed. Things had been strange lately with the lady of the house doing her disappearing act. Not everything had gone back to normal yet and she needed to relax. She had already smoked two joints and she still felt uptight.
It was in the air. That was why. It all suddenly became very clear to Destiny. She dropped the teacup she had been holding, the glass shattering on the floor. She snapped out of it and took a step only to land on a shard of mug.
"Fuck."
She reached down and pulled the glass free. Her foot was bleeding but it wasn't anything too deep so she ignored it, smearing blood across her floor as she disappeared into her bedroom. She reemerged shortly after in a pair of yoga pants and a loose fitting tshirt with no bra. She slipped her feet into some sandals before locking up her little cabin behind her.
She walked out into the woods, feeling the calling to her. No. It wasn't a calling, it was practically screaming. She had no choice, she had to follow it out into the woods. When she stood at the bottom of the tree, she saw in her third eye that there were three bodies buried beneath her.
"Jesus fuck."
Just as she said it she looked up and saw a petite redhead approaching.
"You felt it too," she said. It wasn't a question it was a statement. She could feel the power emanating off of the redhead even though Destiny hadn't looked at her palm yet. "The tree. It's a power center."