Watching the thick, calloused hand reach towards her like the talons of an eagle, Lily was terrified. She hugged her head, closed her eyes, and screamed for help.
Just when she thought she was about to die again, she realized there was no pain in her body.
Crouching in place, Lily slowly opened her eyes, only to be shocked to see the old man standing a short distance away, staring solemnly at his own palm.
Before Lily could comprehend what had just happened, a piercing series of whistle blasts "beep beep beep" filled the air.
Several Sheriffs in black uniforms were approaching, blowing their whistles as they charged over.
"You! Stop there! Haven't you heard of Hope Island's law against attacking rats? State your name and home address!"
The old man stood his ground, completely ignoring the Sheriff's question, his expression still one of solemn concentration on Lily.
"I'm talking to you! Did you hear me!"
