My name is Marcia Caldwell
I am 3 years old
Please call my mommy Jennifer if found
It then listed her actual mother's phone number and address, which left Marcia wondering if the banshee was able to affect other people with these changes or not. As she sat on the hallway floor dressed like a potty training ladybug, she wasn't keen to underestimate the creature's reach any further.
Speaking of which she looked up warily at the banshee. As it finished buckling the backpack, it took her hand and pulled her to her feet. Then giving her a gentle tug it began leading her down the hall.
The strength of its' grip was far too strong for Marcia to break in her current form. Trudging along awkwardly in the rain boots feeling the training pants shift with each step, left her wondering if she was simply at the creature’s mercy.
But then she spotted it. Sitting under a nearby table was the amulet from her bag! It must have fallen out when she dropped the bag. Using her telekinesis she was able to pull it close enough for her to bend over and pick up.
As she held the heavy gold amulet in her little fist, Marcia took the time to consider the ramifications of using it on the banshee. The amulet carried a powerful banishing her that would almost certainly remove the banshee from this plane of existence.
However, it also supposedly erased all knowledge of anything it banished from everyone that knows about it except for whoever is holding the amulet itself. Considering the extensive changes it had done to her and possibly other people, Marcia did worry about whether that would further complicate matters.