Shameless

"I'm shameless. Right now, I'm shameless." Kaylee had asked him if he had any shame, pointing out that looking into people's pasts wasn't polite, yet he did so without asking. What if…? The boy began laughing maniacally, and Kaylee grinned before joining him in mad laughter.

Michael, Cole, Blake, Lisa, and Dane stared at the two of them in absolute bewilderment, as if they had both lost their minds. Their laughter echoed through the room.

"Bastard! What the heck is that?" Kaylee yelled, glaring at him through his blindfold. Her hands grew cold, and slowly, ice began to creep around them—black ice, unlike anything anyone had ever seen. The boy shifted his gaze to her hands, a smile spreading across his face.

"What kind of ice is that?" Cole wondered, as everyone else stared in shock. Michael quickly approached Kaylee, placing his hands on her shoulders in an attempt to calm her down. She turned to him, locking eyes, trying to rein in her anger.