Norah was getting fed up with this activity. Not only was it boring but she was also FRUSTRATED. She tried to keep her mind on her breath, not her frustration, but it wasn't working out too well. Maybe if she focused on the ball instead?

She turned her eyes to the crystal ball, which was annoyingly full of absolutely nothing. She stared at it. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared some more for what felt like forever. Her eyes slid out of focus, and she squinted harder at the ball. Wait, was that mist? It was mist! MIST, PEOPLE. MIST, SHE SAW MIST. WOOOH! She gave an excited bounce and slit off the cushion she was sitting on. Scrambling back into a seated position, she focused on the crystal ball again, and saw nothing. NOTHING. CURSE YOU, DIVINATION.

She slumped onto the cushion and closed her eyes. Maybe she was just trying too hard.