Travelers

The room smelled like cheap lip gloss and urine, but I still took a deep breath. I hugged my arms across my chest, closed my eyes, and forced my mind to concentrate on my bedroom. At this hour, my parents would be at work, leaving the house empty. As always, a sharp pain tugged just below my heart, and a whooshing sound, like a wave of water forced into a small space, overtook my senses. A frightening cold seeped through my torso for a split second before I felt the tingly rush of my body m...