No One Can Stand in My Way

Whoosh! That afternoon, the sky was somewhat overcast, and a cold wind blew low through the town streets. Martha had gone shopping, with Clark and David following along to help carry things. It looked like rain was coming, and pedestrians hurried through the town. Clark had just loaded two large discounted bottles of laundry detergent into the car when his vision blurred. The world around him seemed to enter a silent film, turning black and white. The people walking down the street were no longer residents, but skeletons.