The call the 118 had just been sent out on was a weird one, some angry guy smashed a psychic’s hand onto their little glass globe thinking it was made of plastic and fake. Nope! It was made of real glass, and now said psychic had little glass shards embedded in their palm.

The angry customer was already subdued and in a patrol car, now the 118 had to deal with the distressed psychic.

You and Eddie walked over, with Eddie grimacing when he saw all the little shards lying on the cloth-covered table and in their palm. You, on the other hand, was equally as surprised but was more interested in the fact that you guys were helping a psychic.