Sharp eyes, kid. [At which point, hers go all black.] Was it the sulfur? You know, I keep trying to cover up that smell, but nothing works for febreezing a recent trip to the Pit away.
Other things like me want you, Micah. They want you bad, because they know what you can do. You ever heard of demonic possession? Yeah, it's more likely than you'd think. [She points to the base board and kicks it back into place.] That? It'll protect you from them. They can't find you here.
Because you've got an ability, and they want it. See, we can do a lot of things. Telekinesis, super strength, even teleporting sometimes, but you've got something special. It makes you a prime target to get ridden like a rodeo bull. [She smiles.] But, that's not gonna happen now.
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Why would they even be interested in me in the first place? I'm fourteen and not exactly what you'd call powerful.
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