Plans 3

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"WHAT THE FARK WAS THAT?!" Heather screamed as she ran off from the table and the pan that was thrown in her direction earlier...! She was shocked when she watched a hand, clad in a fingerless glove, with blackened rough fingernails reach from within the pan and had grabbed those little pieces of light blue glass shard before disappearing within the swirl of the sand and whatnot in the pan. Not only was she shocked, but Priest Michael was shocked too because he had never encountered such an incident before when he tried to conjure up any kinds of minerals from the pan he was usually using. And furthermore, not only was he able to see that grubby hand that came out of the depths of the pan, everyone seemed to witness it...! The hand was too large to belong to an adult but it was too smal

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