Circular Perspective

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My body hummed, and I took a deep breath, as I opened my eye to a circular perspective. Aside from the circle, there was nothing else, no sounds, no smells, no feelings, nothing but the circle of light.

My eye darted about and the circle darted with it, until they both came to rest on a man in a purple suit with slicked back hair. I could see him, but he couldn't see me. I watched for a while as he walked down the busy street, and with a pull of my finger, I watched as he fell to the ground.

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