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Alondel winced at the intrusion into his past. He remembered that day. The closet had been to small to cast any kind of spell that would have opened the door. Gone for two days and his parents hadn't so much as thought about him. They were busy. That excuse wasn't good enough. It was never good enough. He sighed and placed a hand over his eyes to keep his emotions in check. "Clairvoyance," he stated flatly. It seemed he wasn't the only one at school with paranormal abilities. It was a little surprising though Alondel knew there would be other people in the world that had abilities that most people didn't he never expected to find one in this school. So she didn't feel that the spirit was malevolent. Then why was his shadow so dark? It could have something to do the circumstances of his death, but he'd never seen a benevolent spirit with a dark aura. Perhaps Cathy was right. Dark isn't always bad.

"Glad I'm not the only freak around here," Alondel laughed jokingly. "I can do some cool stuff too. I'm not just some two bit magician. My magic is real. Remember when you were walking to the principal's office and Bianca had a run of bad luck with the water fountain? That was kinda me."