I think the Reality Accident happened a lot longer ago than last November. When I was little I remember thinking one day that everything was wrong, all the way into the future. Not wrong with me or with how people treated me, exactly, but that the walls of this reality were like a prison, or a chute, and that it all should be a lot more mutable than it was acting. And nobody seemed to notice. I'd try to move the mobile with my mind and nothing would happen. No give at all.

That's when I started looking for Psychic High School.