[ WP ] A girl receives a phone call from her sister that their parents were just killed in a horrific incident . Write that conversation .

Erika stared at the phone. There were no clocks in the room, but she knew the time. She found it surprising, the way her mind worked right at this moment. She seemed to be taking in every little unimportant detail. Her breathing was steadier then she expected, she was n't upset, or scared, not even sad. 
 
 She reached out her hand, and rested it on the receiver. She counted her breathes. Three... Two... One... 
 
 brRRcct- `` Sarah?'' 
 
 `` Damn it Erika. Do n't do that.'' her voice was strung tight, like her vocal cords were rubbed raw. Or perhaps about to snap. 
 
 `` Was it..?'' That was all Erika was able to utter. No tears, no pain, but something *something* deep down began to fray apart. 
 
 `` Yes.'' Her voice hitched. Erika' heart did the same. `` Exactly as they said it would.'' 
 
 The color drained from Erika's face. 
 
 Even if they knew precisely, they deserved far better a death. 
 
 `` So what do we do?'' Erika's hands began to shake. Her black hair clung to her tears on her face. Pain and suffering, mixed with desperation. 
 
 For the first time in her life, nobody in her family knew what happened next.
