"Hello, Mrs. Jones," Sharon spared a brief smile to the woman, but she was intent on saving a life. "You might want to stand back."

Once Mrs. Jones was clear, Sharon sent a small bolt of electricity from her fingertips into Charlie's body. His body jumped from the shock.

She leaned down, pressing her ear against Charlie's chest, then sat up and shook her head, her expression grim. "Trying again." She sent another jolt, then listened to his chest again... and smiled. "There we go, Charlie. That's much better."