"Fix my car."
"What? What happened?" asked Jake. "Did you smash it?"
"Yup." said Carl. "That's why it needs fixin'."
"Sorry, I ain't no mechanic." said Jake. "I know nithing about how to fix a car."
After Jake said that, he felt a tingle on his neck, where the necklace is. "You say you ain't a mechanic. That will be fixed." said a voice
in his head. Carl had frozen in his tracks. He didn't blink. He didn't even breathe.
Jake felt an itch on his eyebrows. He ran to the bathroom to see what had happened in the mirror. His eyebrows were bigger and bushy
now. Jake watched in horror as he learned there was much more coming. his hair grew long and thick, and becane a deep black. He
watched as a full beard emerged from his once-bare chin. His skin tone darkened, but a lot of it looked like he has motor oil stains on
him. His jeans and t-shirt merged into one another, and the sleeves of his t-shirt extended outward. He was wearing a mechanical
uniform now from the family business down the street, Grizzles. A nametag appeared on it, it said "Charlie Grizzle.". His mind followed
his body. He knew nothing about school, but he knew a ton about auto technology and how to repair it. Charlie went outside from his
bathroom break and kept working on the task ahead, repairing this teenagers car.