It's a bleary and dark morning as Alex Marche wakes up, which is why it happens at all.  She's lived a life rather amazingly free of noticeable incident so far - only a few cases of being swept up by a reassuring feeling.

Even this is minor.

But nonetheless, it is indisputable that when she fumbles for the lightswitch on the stairs of her rental housing, once, twice, thrice she tries and she is so done with this -

That they flick on, but she has not even touched the base-plate, despite feeling her finger flick the switch in a sense that is and yet isn't touch at all.

She stares at her hand.  She stares at the switch.  She stares at that strange un-feeling still there upon her fingers, insofar as one can stare at anything at all.

She hesitantly takes a picture of the scene, to hopefully confirm her eyes aren't lying to her.

And then she kind of panics.

She doesn't want to be a magic cop!  ...Okay she kind of wants to punch a baddie or two ever because who hasn't had a superhero fantasy ever in their life, but she doesn't want to be a cop about it!

Shit, she has no idea what to do now.  It's not exactly like there's a manual for this kind of stuff, is there?

...Is there?  Help her out here, Internet.  "Manual for new practitioners"?  Anybody?  Bueller?

...If that doesn't work she does have some ideas, at least, but she'd really like it to work.  C'mon.  Somebody please have a professional guide to onboard new mages or whatever.  She doesn't like fumbling in the dark.