He was treated to a black screen, an image of a half-melted candle, its flame a vibrant display of energy. A word and a single button slowly materialized in the center of it all, their presence dominating everything else.

Ignite?

The button was simply labeled, Yes.

Mark was unsure about exploring further. Pocketing the phone was one thing, but using it while out in the public? That doesn’t seem very smart. And besides, what if the owner comes back? What if he sees him browsing through the contents? And what’s-

He shrugged his shoulders and pushed the button. And suddenly there was screaming.