Have you ever noticed how a pencil seems to wiggle and bend as you wave it back and forth? That’s what Liz was noticing. Right at the moment, there was a lull in her class, and with nothing else to do, she had taken to waggling her pencil to pass the time. It was amusing, if only ever-so-slightly so. However, even that amusement soon ran out. With a sigh, Liz turned to gaze out the window. Her eyes roved the courtyard. Nothing, nothing, nothing… and then a sudden flash of purple. Li