<div class="floatleft">(http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv145/JanaelleWoW/Other/tumblr_m9yzwaztkm1rdkypqo1_400.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Michael Sandalphon<br/><strong>Location</strong>: McKinney High student parking log<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Same as in the picture, sunglasses on<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: OPEN<br/><br/>Michael inhaled when Madelyn leaned in to him, the words striking a deep chord within him. Without thinking about it, he removed his sunglasses, his shattered blue eyes looking into her mismatched color ones. For a moment, he searched the pathways and found a vision of her, happy and laughing with someone over coffee, but it shattered and she was the myriad horrid things that could happen to her flashed before him.<br/><br/>As he always did, Michael held onto the one, good scene and then took her hand. She had seen the darkness and, if she was anything like him, would need to see the way out. Not that he<em>knew </em>she would need it, he just felt she deserved the offering. Falling down the familiar paths, he found their home in California and then let he see.  See what they were building, what they were going to succeed at, the only hope that their wold had. It was a moment and then he shut it off before the rest of what he saw could flow through.