Carlton steadily drove Tender 15 down a familiar highway only a couple miles from home. The two hours of the total eight were not as rough on him as he had expected. Pretty soon he would be home and far from the foreign land of Oregon. He found that he had missed the deep green of the Washington temperate rain forest. His sensations of water in the tender had subsided with the passing of time and he wrote it off as his active imagination. He was pulling off the highway now and was in the turn lane to take the Tender back to its station.<br/><br/>Station 15 sat on the outskirts of the wooded county near some houses. It was not a staffed station with living quarters for firefighters to live during the day but a small annex with two bays, one for Engine 15 and Tender 15. As Carlton backed the Tender into the bay with the aid of the lieutenant he saw the eternally present stain of oil on the cement of the station annex floor. The truck came to a stop exactly on the mark and was shut down for the night as the bay door came down in front of the tender. Carlton stepped out of the tender grabbing his gear bag from one of the compartments on the truck before walking out of the station through the side door. His mother's car pulled up to the station and he climbed in the passenger seat waving goodbye to his lieutenant.<br/><br/>The drive to his apartment was a quiet as possible aside from the necessary story of what had happened in Oregon but Carlton kept the details sparse to keep the never ending questions from his mother at bay. At this point he wanted to be as far away from what happened as possible and his mother's prodding wasn't helping. Carlton exited the car as it stopped at his apartment walking up to the door and unlocking it with his key so that he could finally retire for the night.<br/><br/>Carlton awoke the next day feeling strange and he couldn't put his finger on why or what he was sensing. His room was noisy with an unheard rushing and flowing. He dragged himself out of bed and slumped his way into the bathroom being beaten down by the sheer noise of the sensations screaming to be realized. He couldn't think as he stepped into the shower and turned the water on. As the water hit his face he was blasted by the noise and the sensations and for a second it overwhelmed him. He panicked for a couple seconds until he mentally commanded it to "STOP!" It did, and Carlton was taken aback for a moment.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">ALL</span></span>of it stopped and he heard his neighbor say,<span style="color: #FF0000">"Honey, the water stopped."</span>Carlton mentally let the flow resume and he was once more bombarded by water and felt it torrent down upon him again.<br/><br/>Carlton stumbled out of the shower and onto the floor shutting the water off with the handle in the process. Grabbing his towel he dried himself off he quickly got dressed walking out to his kitchen. Pouring a glass of water and grabbing a few cups he walked to his table sitting down. He eyed the cup suspiciously while still sensing the water flowing all around him. He closed his eyes and found that in his mind he could still see the glass of water and he could see the water in the walls in their pipes. He opened his eyes and as his realization dawned on him he felt the shock of the sensations subside. He had one more idea and he lifted his hand like someone pretending to use the force or telekinesis. To his surprise the water in the cup lifted up and formed an almost perfect sphere floating a couple inches above the cup. He smiled at the impossible becoming real almost wondering if he was dreaming.<br/><br/>He wasn't done yet though and he moved his hand and the water followed it tracing through the air. Playing with the magical water Carlton had a thought and suddenly focused. He focused hard on that little blob of water in the air and put his hands on the table. The water remained where it was in the air and with great mental effort Carlton made it fly around a small amount with just his mind. He wondered what new doors this current novelty might open as he practiced and played with his new found power and control over water.