The memories still came and went as a passing storm roams through the skies; shifting, floating...and at times unmistakeably dark. Her focus was difficult to control during these times, as was the cold sweats, the slight shivering, and a heart that would be pounding like a oncoming freight train in her chest. Drifting back again she caught herself losing control, caught herself drifting through time; the things that those scum did...to children...to little girls would now be coming to an end.
Dena's skin started to get that prickly sensation as the cold sweats started to come on, she blinked her eyes as beads of sweat formed on her forehead and rolled down her temples. Her senses were tuned to the slightest noise or movement surrounding her, she could hear the breeze slightly drifting through time. The runaway freight train slowly started growing louder in her chest, soon it would be here; she would use that as her catalyst in the next five minutes to unleash a dark fury that lay beneath. Her body started again with the slight tremors. Not with fear or desperation, but with anticipation, there would be no thinking, no feeling...just doing. The freight train was almost on top of her now, she felt like she was standing just inches away from the tracks and the thundering beast.
A slight smile came to her lips, this was right, this is good...this will stop right here and now.
She took one last look behind her as she entered the building...just as the thundering freight train let loose its screaming deathly whistle!