My palm was sweating before the glove was even on. I tested its power, conjuring gems and bricks of gold. With every jewel summoned, the glove got hotter, but I ignored the pain in pursuit of fortune. “I’ll be rich and they’ll look like fools!” I thought. When I could summon no more, I removed the glove. A mound of black soot poured out from inside. I was mortified to discover there was nothing past my wrist. I paused, considered my options, then placed the glove over my other hand.