Racing in the direction of the gun fire, Michael stretched his thoughts. "Denise, where are you? What happened?"
"John."
He could hear the emotion in her voice even though he was connecting to her mind. Michael stopped, his heart sank at the possibility. Not really wanting the response he pressed on. "What happened to John? Is he OK?"
"John's.... dead. He was shot."
Michael hurried on. Moving as fast as he could with no light, he made his way through the trees before asking. "Denise where are you?"
"Down by the river."
Continuing on Michael changed his direction to the sound of the water fall. He would use that area and follow it up.
"Hang on Denise, I'm coming."
***
Cradling her brother in her arms, Denise cried uncontrollably.
"John, why?" Holding him closer she continued, knowing he wouldn't respond. "Why didn't you listen to me?"