<strong>Eric</strong><br/><br/>Eric fiddled with the wires beneath the steering column, putting to the test his television wisdom. Connecting the green and red wires did nothing, so he tried some others. Pretty much randomly he touched wires, until by accident, when he put two red wires together, then touched them with the green, he heard the engine give a "chuff" sound. Touching it again, the engine turned over and Eric was in business.<br/><br/>Proud of himself, he sat up in the seat and put the van in gear. He had just begun to give it some gas when he realized the steering wheel wouldn't turn, it was still locked in place because the ignition couldn't be engaged.<br/><br/>Eric hit the brakes, feeling frustrated. He smacked the dashboard, and to his surprise saw that he put a dent in it. He touched the dent, and the plastic of the dashboard felt soft. Eric was able to push it in, as though the dash was made out of soft putty. He touched another part of the hard plastic and it rippled beneath his fingers, giving way to his touch.<br/><br/>With a jolt, Eric realized that he was doing this himself; he was shaping the matter of the car with his touch.