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What if Tim Powers wrote a magical girl story?
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Sophie should be scared right now, she guesses, but really she's just pissed.  She already has a missing boyfriend, and a missing boyfriend's sister, and a crazy storm, and an eye that still kinda hurts!  Why is there more?  Why is the more a bear?  Again, there aren't bears in southern New Hampshire!

She points at it like she's throwing a javelin.  "YOU!  EXPLAIN YOURSELF!"

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The bear squeals, and backs up faster.  It clips another big pine as it retreats, and falls sideways onto the forest floor with a heavy thud.  But it doesn't seem hurt: it rolls to fall fours and bounds clumsily away.

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NO!  The psychic bear is not allowed to just leave!  Her first impulse is to chase it down and threaten it until it explains what it is and how it got here.

...this new "do the dumb thing" philosophy of Sophie's probably should have some limits.  She'll watch it for a bit in case it circles back, with one hand shading her eyes so the hail can't get her, and then switch back to her original plan.

She'll try taking its advice about where to find Emily, though.  Just to see.

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Circle back?  No thank you!  The bear runs straight away from Sophie by the shortest route available, sometimes trampling right over bushes or small saplings.  Once it glances back over its shoulder, sees her watching it, and puts on another burst of speed.

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Turning a little to the left, Sophie scrambles up the slope and peers down to find...

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This is the worst day of Emily's whole life.

Just for a second she's happy to be rescued.  She twisted her stupid ankle going down the hill, her balance was fine but the wind pushed her, and now she's not even sure she can get back to school, let alone get home like she planned.  She can stand, and sort of hobble from tree to tree, but the wind keeps pushing at her and now it's hailing, too.  She was worried she'd have to start yelling for help like a third grader, and then her dad would come find her, the same dad who's just giving up on her brother, who wants to have a funeral even though they haven't seen a body.

Compared to that almost anything would be a relief, until she remembers she hates Sophie now, too.

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