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To call assistance like any normal person would at a time like this or?... Her mind ran a blank thinking about an alternate to her first thought. This was getting far too strange even for her. For that second everything in the world didn’t make a sense to a child whom spend most of her time living in the world of MMOs. Fantasy games where happenings like telekinesis actually damned existed! But Arise was no fool. This wasn’t fantasy last time she checked as her grip on the umbrella slackened by a combination of shock and disbelief watching as the man all but manipulated her furniture to levitate in the air.

She blinked once, no twice for good measure thinking that this was nothing more than an illusion brought by her exhaustion. Still the image persisted. Finally, she brought her hand closer to her cheek then pinching hard enough to leave a nail marks over her pale skin.

Pain check, Reality.

Double check. This was no dream, or some drunken illusion when the girl herself doesn’t drink! “….” The umbrella cluttered down on the floor as she silently turned her back from the scene. Definitely way beyond her line of expertise. Yes her brain actually failed to comprehend or refuse to admit what she’s seeing is happening and perhaps her sanity had finally snapped her into a fit schizophrenia if she’s starting to imagine super powered—wait… is that metal pieces stuck to his skin? She looked back to confirm what she feared… Her brain creaked to a halt, gears stopped grinding against each other as everything within her mind came to silence.

Brilliant way to say… she’s suffering from a case of mindfuckitis. “I must be losing my head…” She mumbled turning back to walk out of the room she headed for the stairs. “I’m getting too old for this shit.” She mumbled numbly.