"Yeah! Um..." Melona frowned, looking away awkwardly, "I'm studying to become a witch, but no matter what I do I can't cast a spell properly. I've studied all of the techniques and I practice every day but nothing happens. I could really use some help." I see...! I am... Needed...! The ghost said, seeming elated, Then let us form a contract!
The ghost stuck out her hand. Melona reached out, half-expecting her hand to just pass through, but to her surprise she was able to grab hold and shake it. Sparkles began to rain down on them, as Melona felt a strange heat surging into her, and suddenly...
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Melona shot up in bed, still feeling the phantom impression of the girl's clammy hand. Had that all been a dream...?
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