As soon as she hung up, you left the bathroom and then the mall, running as fast as you can to Booker Street. As soon as you got to the abandoned house, you caught your breath and noticed a young girl (about your age) with long blue hair and dark emerald eyes and a small smile. She was wearing a baby blue dress, and a cute long straw hat.
She walks close to you. "Are you the kid that called?" she asks.
You reply "yea, that would be me," nervously.
"Don't be alarmed, my name is Thursday and yours is?"
"(IYNH)."
"Well (IYNH), you did a good job calling us. Swizzle isn't just a 'mall troll' but a thief that needs to be put into justice. For the last few years he has snuck and stolen most of our products and sold them to many self-minded people. O.K, now back to business, may I see the box please?"
"Uhh… sure Thursday." You give her the box and she opens it so calmly.
"Ahh, I see he put in a box of Wishing Powder, one of our most popular products. By the name, it grants everyone’s wishes, no matter what it is."
"So it can give you eternal life and such?"
"Those kinds of wishes I'm not sure, but there's a chance it may grant it. Anyways, how can I repay you?"
"Is it alright if I try some of this Powder?"
"Well you did give back some from the wicked Swizzle, I guess so." With a little bit of her own magic, she creates a bottle of Wishing Powder as if it was nothing. "Protect it with your life (IYNH), someone using it with the wrong hands like Swizzle can put anyone, or better yet the world in jeopardy.
"Thank you--" you pause and she vanished but you still got the powder on you, and your house isn't too far away and by the time you get home you see...
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