I
have my fingers pointed at the guy in front of me. For a fraction of
a second it seems that the sky changed its colour. I know it is blue,
but for the blink of an eye it changed. The crackling of a
thunderstrike follows, even though there are no clouds or even the
slightest hint of water in the air.
What
happens next is scientifically impossible, but it happens
nonetheless. The other guy is just as surprised as I. He tries to
speak, but no sound comes out of his mouth. Slowly I lower my hand,
with what must be a look of perplexion on my face.
Eventually,
he does manage to say some words. Although I can’t hear it quite
well, it must have been something like "That’s impossible".
He looks down at his hand, where until only a few seconds ago, he’s
been holding a gun. The gun is now gone, as if it had vanished into
smoke or never really existed in the first place.
Unable
to speak, I just look at my own hands. How did I do that? All I did
was hold out my hand in an attempt to calm him down. Instead of what
I wanted to say, other words came out, words that I didn't and still
don't know or remember.
As
we’re standing across from each other, trying to understand what
just happened, we can hear the sound of sirens getting closer. I just
look at him.
"Let’s
keep this between us," I finally manage to say. The guy slowly
nods and swallows. His legs give way and he falls to his knees in a
small puddle that suggests that he is probably scared beyond belief
of me. I am scared beyond belief of me. I mean, I just did something
impossible.
I
used magic.