Jasmine remained a passive observer. She'd long since realized that calling 911 wouldn't help...how could they handle this. And she didn't want to leave her mother's side. But she couldn't help but be shocked at what she saw.
With her legs now bent to the side, the smoke was coming out from in between her rear, which seemed to be expanding outward, the two cheeks spreading apart, revealing a smooth flat area above the pipe that had grown there. Inside, a hollow space began to form as the two cheeks continued to angle outward, a ridge forming at the bottom of them.
Jasmine was much more focused on her mother's face, as her jaw expanded, her open mouth and clenched teeth growing as well. Her eyes grew cloudy and white, staring straight ahead.
It was then a metal object flew across the driveway, attaching itself. It was a state license plate, which read PHE-O9A. Jasmine finally turned to see where it was coming from, and saw the family sedan.
It was lying on the ground, with what looked like hands and feet where it's wheels had been.