[ WP ] Two hundred years after a nuclear war , small portions of mankind are discovering something : magic .

`` What is it?'' 
 
 I do n't know, Giussepe, but whatever it is do n't touch it, I do n't like how it makes me feel when I look at it.'' 
 
 Sophia was being cautious as always, but for once I agreed with her. 
 
 `` Sophia's right. We're just here for a field trip. I do n't want anyone to get hurt, so let's move along to the next corridor.'' I warned Giussepe. 
 
 `` I've never seen something like this before professor, maybe we should take a picture.'' Sophia was always thinking ahead, always curious, eager to learn everything she could about this world and its wonders. I was proud to call the children my students. 
 
 `` Oh, get one of me standing next to it, this is so cool!'' Giussepe was practically jumping out of his shoes, he was so excited. He had always wanted me to take us into these old tunnels, where our ancestors had lived in terror of the irradiated wastelands above. It had been over a hundred years since the first new tree began to grow, since the last of the mutants died in captivity. But it had only been a half a century since we humans were able to breath the air on the surface again. 
 `` Okay, okay, one photo, then it's back to class to review what we learned about the third world war.'' 
 
 I pulled out my camera and aimed it at Giussepe and the strange glowing orb the floated close behind him. It was glowing with a soft yellow hue that was pleasing to they eye, yet for some reason looking at it made me nervous. It seemed to be attracted to Giussepe more than either myself or Sophia; and it made a strange humming noise as it followed Giussepe around. 
 
 I pressed the shutter, and with a flash, the image of Giussepe and the orb was captured forever in digital image. But when I took the camera down from my face, the orb was no longer floating next to Giussepe, but was circling around him, gaining speed with every rotation. Worried, I reached out to pull him away, but I felt a sharp pain in my fingers as they stretched out towards him. The orb then stopped, and passed straight through his chest and dissipated. Giussepe lulled unconscious, and fell to the floor of the tunnel. 
 
 `` Oh my god! Giussepe, please wake up! Wake up!'' Sophia freaked out, and started screaming. 
 `` We have to get him out of here and back to the village let's go!'' I told her. I was supposed to be guiding these children and I had let one of them be hurt. I felt horrible. 
 
 I wondered what I would tell Giussepe's parents if he died. I was terrified of losing one of my students because of a careless mistake. The drive back to the village was short, but it felt like hours. Giussepe was lying in the back seat, with poor Sophia crying over him, begging him to be okay. Being the adult I could n't show it, but I was just as scared as she was. After all, humans have a tendency to fear what they know nothing about. At the village my fear only grew worse. 
 
 As upon returning to the village I saw the most amazing thing, that terrified me at first. It was deathly quiet, which was unusual even at this time of night. Usually you had the town drunkard singing old songs to himself at the top of his lungs, or the guards loudly boasting about how many beasts they had killed on their last hunt. None of that was anywhere to be heard. As I drove through town, trying to find a sign of life, a flash of purple blinded me, and a deafening trilling noise rung in my ears. I could n't here or see it, but I knew I had gone of of the road, and I crashed the car. A few more seconds, a pain in my chest, and all went dark. 

