'Ah. I figured this may be a problem' The stranger spoke with concern as she moved to Casey's side and frowned as she looked over the girls hands, 'Can you summon it with the chant? Or is there a memory that can trigger it? Have you ever tried to visualise the fire as a locked chest or cell phone bars or perhaps a shoot star?' She asked as she curled her hands around Casey's and examined them closely.<br/>'Who are you?' Alistair groaned as he watched the woman fiddle with Casey's hands.<br/>'Take a guess. You've met me before.' The young woman spoke before sniffing Casey's knuckles.<br/>'Mrs Maple?' Ryan asked as he watched the odd woman. Clearly he had been more concerned with his friends welfare than the identity of the mysterious woman that had caught them.<br/>'Nice guess honey but no. You're going to have to think a bit harder.' She spoke sweetly before running her finger over the girls wrists. She looked up for a moment and grinned at Alistair, 'Who's always complaining about the state the school theatre is in? Who decides what photos of the stage to put in the school magazine?'<br/>There was a silence as Alistair listened to the woman and tried to start his brain up again by working out the puzzle the woman had just given him. After a few moments his eyes widened and both him and Ryan looked at each other in shock before blurting the answer out at the same time; 'Ms Vander?!'<br/>'Correct!' Ms Vander spoke before giving them a wink and resuming glancing at Casey's hands.<br/>'B-but...your not old and snappy and weird and you don't wear glasses!' Ryan exclaimed as he pointed at the woman.<br/>'Perfect disguise isn't it? Bet you all thought it was Mrs Maple who altered everyones memories' She chuckled before pressing down hard on the palm of Casey's hands, 'How does this feel? Warm?'