Quote: Jenna closed her car door more forcefully than she would normally, and locked her car door. She walked swiftly up to the door, her shoes making crunching sounds on the gravel road. She jammed her key into the front door, then swung it open. She would never admit it, but she was genuinely concerned about James. "JAMES! Are you here?" She asked. Her only response was the mechanical noises of one of his many video games. She rolled her eyes and walked into the house, closing the door behind her. She walked into his room. She stood in his doorway a moment, observing. His room looked like a tornado ran through it. Clothes, potato chip bags, and video game controllers lay strewn across the floor. James himself sat in front of a computer, the blue light making his face turn unnatural colors. James had brown eyes, and nondescript brown hair. She watched as he got blown up violently by a strange, green creature. He groaned and planted his face into the computer keyboard. She smiled slightly. "Hey, James." She said. She moved aside some stuff on his bed, making a face at a half-eaten pizza, and sat down. "Oh, hi Jenna. Was work okay?" He asked, not looking up. Jenna took a deep breath. "James. We need to talk." She said. Something in the serious tone of voice she used made him swivel around in his chair to face her. "Did you get fired?" He asked, seeming not disappointed or worried, just curious. "No. No, but there was... an accident of sorts." She said. how am I supposed to tell him that there are weird scientific freaks running loose? she wondered.
