Being a magician’s apprentice wasn’t the easiest thing to do, your teacher would constantly be away on trips for new supplies, or for personal reasons he never disclosed for your own safety. Though today felt off somehow, you couldn’t put your finger on it.

It was a relatively busy day for your shop, and just as you were about to lock the door, your teacher barged in, holding onto his side as it spilt crimson blood.He began to wheeze his lungs away as he spoke.

“Lock..Lock the door! Now!”