Spit in My Face, I Spit in Yours

*Crck!* An even louder cracking sound came to the ears of everyone at the scene as they turned their heads in the direction of the boy who was removing the pouch covering the Crystal he always carried around.

Why was he removing that thing?!

There was a running joke about the boy among his age mates and that was that he couldn't make friends with people because he liked playing around with crystals instead.

Some of the kids even said the boy had called the crystal an egg and joked about him being a mother hen. Back then the adults paid no mind to this, merely admonishing the kid and turning their attention to other things.

But now as they heard another *Crck!!* coming not from the boy but from the Crystal he had put on the ground that was now eerily glowing with a red light, they could not help but step up.