Lua sighs as she sweeps up the broken glass off the corridor floor and unscrews the busted lightbulbs. It would be too rude to leave it to the others to clean. This happened because of her, after all. That portion of the hallway will just have to stay dark in the meantime. Now way was she trusting herself to put in new lightbulbs without breaking them again.
If only she could control it... Maybe she'll just head outside to the back of the hotel and try to experiment. There has to be a way to make her powers more stable. First thing first, she's got to dispose the trash.














