Twenty Nine.

Seth! Isabella screamed again, unable to hold herself. She felt like she would lose her stomach and her lower body part to the pain that took over her.

Seth was just about to step a foot into his mother's house when the wind carried Isabella's voice over to him. He wanted to ignore her for the most part, but then, he heard the agonized cry in her voice. That forced him to look behind him.

When he turned around, he saw her clutching her hands together in a death grip. The down part of her flowing gown clogged to her legs and it was obvious that both the dress and the legs were wet.

He frowned at her as she began to move up and down, sometimes tickling her hands. Something was happening to her, he thought as he quickly rushed back to her.

"Seth!" Isabella screamed again as she began to fan herself.

"What's wrong with you?!" He yelled at her when he saw how she was twisting up and down like a noodle about to break into a million pieces. "Mom! Mrs. Rogers!! Both of you, come out here!!!"