The discarded pants, however, were thrown off into the road by the trees... and it was a helluva sight to see (well, if Jon and Karyn had been watching) when a tractor trailer ran over the pants, crushing the wand in a bright blue spark...
And remember, the wand unlike the stone didn't change the perceived past, just the form of the present... so all the cars driving by didn't even think to look into the woods at Jon and Karyn... because as the wand shattered, the tractor trailer morphed slowly into a Ferrari convertable and the 45 year old bearded driver in flannels and overalls shifted into a well-curved and leggy bleach-blonde-teased trailer-trash goddess in formcut overalls and little else...
And the little blue crystals spread across the highway, oddly buffeting cars with invisible shields preventing the loss of life... but nonetheless, hitting cars, passersby and so on themselves...
On particular shard, travelled off towards...
