What happens when the controlled one loses control? (OTA, tag to those she knows)
When the sun had gone down, it was cool enough to run. Not that Sarah ran often, but she did enough. It was still hot though and she knelt by the edge of the lake to splash some water on her face before she stood again. Her tank top was nearly soaked through, her sweats felt heavy on her skin. She took a few deep breaths before continuing to run again, back toward town. She didn't want to be out too late.