Once there was a boy and he had the scare of a feather on his forehead, and was one day enrolled in the school of sorcesery called Pigpimples. He was a very clever boy but in his first year was very reactive and not very proactive, he reacted to bee stings very badly and one day had to be taken to the nurse, they could do nothing and he developed an infection in the sting, and had to have the middle finger of his right hand amputated. The finger was discarded in the bin, but as night fell the finger awoke. It roomed the halls and corridors of Pigpimple School. If it heard anything it would hide in the shadows it went to the infirmary and reattached itself to the boys right hand.

End of chapter one.