<span style="color: #0000FF">Shalonna stared directly at the front door until the lights were finally restored. She stood and walked into the kitchen to check the damage. "Guys..." she said quietly. On the floor was the vase of flowers, completely shattered. Next to it the table where they had sat had new decor. Four photos, one of each kid, was sitting on the table with a piece of paper laying next to it. Cursive writing scrawled out what appeared to be a note.</span><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF00FF">Anna stayed buried in Zach until she heard the foreign girl speak from the kitchen. She still didn't move from the couch but instead craned her neck to find Karl. She found him sitting near the couch holding a lamp in his hand and she couldn't help but smile. She knew that with the three people she had been brought here with, nothing bad would happen. She relaxed her body and cuddled back up to Zach. "What is it Shalonna?" she asked kindly</span>