Something suddenly shattered and the light from her flashlight was gone before Elle could see the face of the person.
Her heart drummed in panic as she flicked the button on her flashlight on and off, trying in vain to turn the light on again. All the while, she took a few steps back. To her chagrin, her flashlight was not working anymore! Could it be that it was broken? Was it the shattering sound that she had just heard?! Oh lord!! How in the world did it get broken like that? Her flashlight was small, and it would require extremely good marksmanship to aim and break both the protective glass and bulb. Who could it be? Was that even possible?
She jerked her head forward, now keeping herself alert as she continued clicking the button of the flashlight, hoping that it would turn on.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!