<span style="color: #8080FF">The Sky was crimson,violet, and gold. The sun was slowly sinking into the horizon, and the silhouette of New York City was breathtaking. Enormous monoliths cloaked in shadow, stood strong against the rosy skies. You would never know that they were almost completely leveled by an invasion from inter-dimensional, aliens a few years back. Everyone remembered, some still woke up in cold sweats screaming from the trauma of the event. Yet, people still traveled back and forth to work. The streets were still filled with taxi cabs, and the sidewalks were still filled with the same hustle and bustle of everyday life. The world had to go on, and to do that, there needed to be routines to achieve normality. These routines proved to be helpful to most, even to some of the more unsavory characters...<br/><br/>Taking advantage of these routines was what Lacy did best, especially when it came to assholes like Jeff. Jeff was the 55 year old owner of the local general store, and Lacy was planning to rob him. It was going to be easy. He deserved it too. The young woman sat cross legged at the opening of the alley just behind the store. She wore a worn out black hoodie, and a pare of old tattered dark jeans. Her appearance was shadowed by the hood that was pulled over her forehead. Lacy had learned the place in and out, and she knew the old man would leave the back room once the the shadow of the building completely darkened the alleyway. Now, Lacy didn't know this by casing the place for days, like most would. No, she saw the images, or visions as they played out in her mind continuously. Lacy was completely blind, and her ability to see the immediate future, helped her to get around, along with her white cane of course.</span><br/><br/>"Five... Four... Three... Two... One."<span style="color: #8080FF">The woman whispered to herself. Just as she muttered one, she the shadow of the building completely covered her. Quickly, Lacy stood in one graceful movement, and her body seemed to evaporate into nothingness. Within seconds the woman reformed within the far left corner of the back room. A smirk tugged tugged at the corners of Lacy's lips, realizing from the smell that she was inside. It looked as if she was gazing about the room, but in reality, Lacy was fishing for another vision. Usually they came to her in rapid succession, but every now and again she had to be patient. Like clockwork she got another vision. The room was pictured in her mind. The view point moved quickly from her point of view, to the North Eastern most corner. There on top of a scratched up wooden table was a medium sized safe. As soon as she saw all that she needed, Lacy teleported quickly to the safe. Now it was important to be quick with her next moves, Jeff would be finished with his cigarette break. Taking a deep breath, she reached towards the safe. Instead of her hand meeting solid steal, it phased into the dark container. Eight, inch stacks of bills were quickly stuffed into her hoodie, until the vision of the dirty old man hit her. No worries though, Lacy had all she needed. It took all of five seconds for her to phase right back into the dark alley.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #8080FF">Lacy was out of breath now, from all of the teleporting. It did take a little out of her, but she had enough energy to phase out of there if need be. Breathlessly, Lacy chuckled to herself as she reached into her hoodie to pull out one of the stacks of cash. </span>"Finally I can get something other than the crappy bread from the bakery dumpster. Maybe a better hoodie... Oh, and a blanket."<span style="color: #8080FF">The hooded woman happily bounced where she sat, as she celebrated in her newest accomplishment. In that moment she let her guard down.</span>