Narration: A jolt of pain like static shock brought me back to reality.

The cloud CRACKLES and takes on a sharper appearance as it makes contact with Keira’s skin. She flinches and pulls away.

Keira, alarmed: W-What is this thing!?

Another tendril lashes out like lightning, cutting a nasty wound into Keira’s upper arm. She screams in pain and grasps at the injury.

Irene, frantic: Keira!

Irene looks over her shoulder with a frightened expression as the menacing dark storm looms over them.