sitting on a couch upstairs, we’re all getting ready for our classes. i am told “i put nick in your class,” and i am about to protest but mo beats me to it. “no. you can’t do that. put him with me.” the magician is confused but i am so panicked and mo is so adamant that he agrees.
a purple ghost floats through a video game jungle. we’re all terrible at magic when we start. when we try to do a floating spell the ghost is covered in jam instead, still floating forward in a side scrolling world. we try to figure out patterns but everything seems to result in something random.