Panic in Detroit

I was perfectly happy being perfectly human, thank you very much. Bryce and Sebastian were always the special ones, and that was just fine with me.I never needed or wanted to be different. What happened in that warehouse was just a fluke.Certainly nothing to be concerned about.At least, that's what I keep telling myself.So then, why is my family freaking out on me? Why is everything I touch suddenly exploding? Why has every supernatural being in a fifty mile radius suddenly decided to throw a rave in downtown Detroit?As if I didn't already hate Halloween enough, now I have to deal with this sh*t? If I survive tonight, I have seriously got to start rethinking my priorities.