Natalie's Powers

A tear fell down Natalie's cheek as she watched her one chance for significance walk away and out of her life.

She went back to the backroom and looked at her various stones. Lit incense. And sat on the table that Adam had been on.

As she looked around, she realized that she couldn't go back to her old life- pretending that all of these things meant something. Having actually interacted with real magic she realized that these were just the trinkets of charlatans.

She waved her hand around, reminiscing about the time she had performed REAL magic while having a wish in her heart that Adam was here and that she could pursue her true purpose.

A gust of wind blew through the backroom and she, at first, thought the front door was open- until a light appeared in front of her.

The wind blew stronger and the light shone brighter until both were replaced with Adam standing confused in the middle of the room.

He, at first, didn't recognize the room but he immediately recognized Natalie and he grew afraid.

"What am I doing back here?!" He said.

"I told you! I'm magic!"

"No...this can't be happening!" He said, storming out and repeating his dramatic excited like he had just done. He walked out to the storefront and then out through the entrance, but instead of finding himself outside he had instead returned to the backrooms with Natalie.

He tried to leave time after time only to find himself returning to an eerily ecstatic Natalie.