Magnus walked into the room at about eight. The sun had risen in the city of New York. The city was bussling with activity.

"Hey, it's time to wake up."

The high warlock spoke in a soft tone, one he doesn't give most people. He was gently rousing you from sleep. He knew you had gone to bed later than normal. He hadn't said anything as it was now your birthday. Celebrating birthdays got old for warlocks but Magnus did enjoy parties.