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>Head to the mall.

When faced with equally likely options, it really didn’t matter which was picked, so long as one was. Lorene makes a decision. “…Let’s go to the mall.”

“Alright, that works!”

The two girls head for the bus stop, both of them lost in their own thoughts.

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>Think about it.

As the strange girl heads off, Clover stares at her knees and thinks. That girl… she was kinda dumb! What else could explain the body they’d found?

The wolf-girl harrumphs to herself, uncurling from her little ball. That whole conversation was kinda dumb! But now, for some reason, all the stuff from before didn’t seem to matter as much. Maybe there were some things for her to chew on later, at home, but lone wolves didn’t really have to care about all that mushy human nonsense! And she was a wolf!!!

Clover abruptly slams her hands down on the table and stands up dramatically. Maybe a human would be scared of going back to the mall, but wolves weren’t! And she knows there’s something important there, that needs to be looked into! Her drive renewed, she rushes out of the library, shoes tapping on concrete as she runs for the mall!

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“…someone… h-help…”

2:23 PM

As Hermione sets down the revolver after some rounds of practice, and two magical girls head toward the mall from opposite directions, something happens. The girls freeze. They hear it in the rustling of the leaves. They feel it echo in their souls. On the summer breeze, a low, piercing wail, shaking the ground, reverberating through the streets. The depths of despair.

A Witch has been born.

>…Ignore it?