I should beat you up right now, dick. The kid's smile drops, and he raises his eyebrows. We're getting a lot of eyebrow action today it seems.

"Hey, I told you it would hurt a little!"

That was a little? I thought I was gonna die.

"I'm sorry. I've never tried to awaken another psychic before. Was it bad the whole time?"

I don't know if it was really bad or good. It was just... I felt like everything was new but also everything was familiar. I could see ages of history fly past me like a straw in the wind. I could feel space around me disassemble itself and myself until every atom formed into a homogeneous mixture. It was like being on acid.

"You've tried acid?"

That's not the point."

You breathe in deeply, a newfound energy stirring within your chest. You're a psychic now. Or at least, you're pretty sure. That kid said something about you getting an ability, right? Did the Earth say that, too? You've gotta be able to do something freaky. Your target... a leftover plastic spoon on the counter! You strike a mystical pose and begin to undulate your body—you assume this is what you're supposed to do—as you try and focus energy into the spoon. What did that bald kid in the Matrix say? You are the spoon... there is no spoon...?!

"What are you doing?"

You are asking way too many questions. I'm trying to unlock my psychic powers.

"I... I don't think that's how you do it." You grit your teeth; you try to concentrate but this guy just really knows how to get under your skin.

You wanna know what I think? I think you know a whole lot less than you're letting on.

"How do you mean?"

I spoke to the Earth... or at least I'm pretty sure I did? It's... a little foggy. But I'm sure that I was told I didn't know the whole truth about the being of destruction. Something about dreams being misinterpreted. He looks past you with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Interesting. I'd hoped I wasn't too off, but... were you told about anything else?"

It's really hard to remember too many specifics. Something about an enemy...?

"That sounds like my vision. I wonder what I misinterpreted."

Wait, I do remember one more thing: What I believe now does not matter.

"What you believe now... doesn't matter?"

Yeah.

"Woah."

What? You know what that means?

"No, that is just... super vague and unhelpful."

I could say the same about you. You take your attention off of the nerd and start really focusing on the spoon. At first, you take note of its shape, its curvature, but soon you start noticing the weight, the material composition. The polymers in the spoon, while dissimilar to your organic compounds, make you take note of the way matter exists in the states you see it in. The chemical and physical changes to change them... willing them would take an incredible amount... of... energy!