[ The earthquake might take everyone by surprise, but none more so than Daisy Johnson. She should have felt it coming, the earth rumbling miles beneath her before the vibrations made their way to the surface. And yet there had been nothing, not a single warning sign before the shelves of the General Store had started to shake and sway, items tumbling off and crashing to the floor as she braced herself against the counter.

It lasts too long. In a moment of frightened madness, she wonders if this is her doing, if she has so little control of her abilities now that she can't even tell when she's causing the inevitable destruction that always follows in her wake. When it finally stops, she keeps hold of the bags she'd filled and hurries out, snow crunching under her boots as she moves through the night to the boarding house.

Rushing through the door, she doesn't even stop to shake the snow off her shoes, just depositing the bags in the entryway before moving further inside, checking to see if anyone is hurt. How many people are even back from the meeting yet? ]