Shawn was in a moment of shock. One moment he was protecting his sister from the mist, and the next she had turned mad and was killed right before his eyes. He didn't know what to say, or what to do. He could't even believe what had just happened was real. Everything was so strange to him, this mist, his father turning, and then his sister. He had no more family. It was as if this was a bad dream, or a movie, and all he wanted was to wake up or turn it off. It was real though, and after some time it hit him hard.<br/><br/>Tears streamed from his face as he looked at his sister, her skull broken all over the desert floor. He turned to the girl who killed his sister, a small girl, and anger built up in him. His timid self was non-existent at this moment. "Why did you do that!? Why did you kill her!?"<br/><br/>He got up, holding the fire poker. "She was a child! I was supposed to protect her! I was supposed to keep her safe!"