Everyone gaped at her. "I was afraid and scared. My mom had never liked my ability. She said it was wrong for little kids to have abilities like that. She thretened to have me fixed at a school for kids like us. I went there. It was terrible. They made you eat slop and run, and they gave you shots and had blood samples. It was no school. I escaped, but I weak and defensless. I had not contacted the earth in a while. The school was made of metel and everyone knows that metel blocks out all of the elements. I was on the run for three years. I came to this school and it seemed like it could be a new start for me." Mara looked down. "And then he came."

Everyone stared at her. "Mara, who came? I asked. Mara made a little flower in her hand. "Well, he was in a black cloak and a hood-" She began. "Wait! I saw him! He was running toward a glowing orb like, three or four feet in the air!" Flame recalled. "We should go look for him!" Dream announed. "Wait! He is probably across the world right now. Waiting for me to make my move. He has been tracking me ever since I ran away. He caught me multiple times. I escaped though. He has never stopped trying. I think my mom sent him. He has dark magic, and if I stay here, then he will come for you." Mara stoppped talking and hung her head. "What is it dear?" Dream asked soothingly. "Well, I had a friend, and he killed her. The worst part was, she was master of water."

Flame looked at the ground. Dream gasped. I stared. "Thats not the whole truth." I said. Flame and Dream stared at me. "How could you say that to her?" Dream went over to hug her. "Well, you just said it." I stared at everyone. "She just said it. How did you guys not here anything?" I looked around. Everyone was staring at me. "Uh, Jinx," Flame started, "No one said anything. Dream finished. 

"Wait so your telling me that I just heard her talk and none of you did?" Everyone exchanged a glance. "Jinx, your speaking in Windish again." Flame announced. My eyes went wide. "What? There is no wind in this room." I looked out the window. "Jinx, you can stop talking in Windish." Dream said. I ran over to a peice of paper on the flame desk and wrote: I can't stop talking like this. I'm trying but I can't. They scooted over to read it. My eyes pleaded with them to let them belive me. "Ok, we get it." Dream concluded. Flame made a series of hissing raspy sounds. Everyone but Mara was used to it, but Mara cringed. Flame looked at her weird. He made more raspy hissing sounds and Mara told him to stop talking. "Flame, your speaking in Firess. Well, we better find a way to get them ready for school on Monday, or the school is going to report them to the police, and our secret is reveled." Dream said gravly.