"A team meeting?  Now?"
"Yes, now, Butch.  Now more than ever.  Let's get to the main hall."  Ben started down the hall, then stopped.  "Jessica."
No answer.
"It's no use.  She lost her voice when you disappeared.  I don't know if it's going to come back."
"We'll make do without it, Kim.  Stephen, can you get the lights?"
A sound like a computerized voice emanated from the light switch.  "I can try, but don't get your hopes up.  It's pretty fried in here."
Ben had since returned to the group.  "All right, are you two OK?"
"As good as we can be."
Ben started walking again.  "Great.  Butch, help Jessica if she needs it.  Stephen, how are we doing with those lights?"
"Not good, boss.  I'm afraid the bomb sent an EMP through the entire building.  I'm surprised..."
"Oh hey, the lights are coming on.  Good job!"
"What?  I haven't done anything."
"But, then where is that light coming from?"
"Um, Ben?  I think something's happening."  Kim had stopped walking, and was now starting at her hands, as a soft glow surrounded her.
"OK, this is new.  You're glowing.  Can you control it?"
"I'll try, but stop staring.  You're embarrassing me."  As she said this, the light changed from a white to a stronger blue.
"Try and make it more like a flashlight if you can," Butch interjected.
As Kim focused, slowly bending the light to a simple cone shape, Ben and Butch shared a small conversation.
"So, you're the only one without powers so far."
"What about Jessica?"
"I'm afraid that being silent is her power."
"Dude, that's cold."
"Well, until we find anything different..."
Kim squealed.  "I did it!"  And she had.  There was now a flashlight's beam of light coming from Kim's right hand.
"All right!  Let's keep going.  Stephen, do you know where to go?"
"Well, as I said, the explosion knocked out everything.  However, after a quick search of the place, there is one place that has no electrical wires leading into it.  It's completely cut off."
"That must be it.  Let's go there."
As they walked, Kim turned to Ben.  "So, what can you do?  Disappear?"
"No, actually, I can teleport, I think.  It's a little weird for me.  I was at the explosion site, then I was back in my room here.  After I recovered, I was able to concentrate on being back here, and there I was."
"That's pretty cool," added Butch.
"Indeed it is.  Hey, is this it?"  They had stopped in front of a door.
"Yes, it is.  There is no electronic lock, so I can't help you with this one."
"And being glowy won't help either.  Can you break it down, Butch?"
"I can try."  He backed away from the door, then with a yell, he threw himself at the solid oak door.  It didn't budge, but Butch fell on the floor.
"Hey, are you OK, buddy?"  Ben squatted down to Butch's eye level.
"I...I couldn't do it.  What's going on...with..."
"Whoa, hold on.  You're getting smaller."
"No, you guys are getting bigger!  What's going on?"
Ben, Kim, and Jessica could only stare as Butch continued to shrink down, until he was only about an inch tall.
"So, now what?"
"Can you fit under the door?"
"Oh, sure thing, Ben."  As fast as his tiny legs would carry him, Butch ran to the door, then slid underneath it.  Seconds later, the door opened, and a full-sized Butch smiled from the other side.
"Nice job, but, how did your clothes shrink too?"
"I don't know, and I'm not worrying about it."
As they entered the room, the lights flickered on.
"Hey, Stephen.  Stephen?"
"Remember what he said about this room?  It's cut off from the rest of this place."
"Oh, right.  Be right back."  Ben ran back out of the room to one of the lights along the floor.  "Hey, Stephen!  Hop in!"
"My laser pointer?  Awww, ya shouldn't have!"
"Let's get you in there."