"It's got to be a prank." you muttered, placing the book onto your desk. "If the book was so dangerous, why hasn't anyone come to claim it yet?"
You decided to wait a few more days then ask mom about it, just to be safe. Only, two days after the warning appeared in the book you found, you began to feel terrible. Your body felt uncomfortably warm and you could feel something inside of you slowly moving around. It was a scary sensation, made worse by a sudden and relentless headache that made you want to vomit. "What's wrong with me?" you thought, frightened.
Finally, you felt you could not bear the discomfort any longer and sought out mom, who was talking to Hayley in her study with the door open. Had the door been closed, you would have gone to your neighbor, Dr Thompson. The two stopped talking as you approached, looking miserable. "John, you terrible." said Hayley, worried. "What's wrong?"
"I- I don't feel so good." you said, raising a hand to your head. "I think Dr Thompson should take a look at me."
Unknown to you, but seen by mom and Hayley, a small but harmless flame ignited in your hand as you rubbed your head then went out as you made a fist. Mom and Hayley turned to each other, startled then...
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