Zia enters the nearest door into a large auditorium. She sees a mural on the largest wall of the room, one that had been a project of her school’s students. In eye-catching style, with lots of intense green and blue colors—with bright coral spots here and there—the mural shows all kinds of Florida fishes, corals and shells.  

All inhabitants are in harmony in the blue clear underwater world. Despite herself, Zia admires the outstanding artistry of the work. And yet, muggles made too much noise about it. Accomplishments by others make Zia feel uneasy. Her heart rebels against accepted “rightness”. She admires what other people consider “not-civilized”; in many cases it means to spoil other people’s joy. So now, without hesitation, she takes out scissors from her “iconic” cross body Louis-Vuitton bag; then, realizing that the tool would not work on the concrete wall, she replaces it with the lipstick tube. Looking around furtively and making sure nobody is in the room, she quickly draws a red large horn on the dolphin’s nose. 

She’s ready to speed away from the crime scene, but she can’t take a step. Her plan spirals out of control—what happens next is both mysterious and scary.  

 A dazzling pillar of blinding light drops down from the sky and envelops the girl. A breathtaking wind twists around Zia’s body with such a force that she fears to open her mouth to scream. Thoughts swirl in her mind one after another. My usual perfect bullying goes wrong… It can’t be…! Gosh… Okay, The horn! Sorrryyy, but it’s easy to clean it up! You, whatever you are, p l e a s e   s t o p  the lightning and wind…  please! The lipstick flies from Zia’s hand to the floor. The ground is shaking under her feet. She can no longer see her surroundings. Zia tries to say a prayer.