The next time I saw Timmy we spoke about dark incantation magic.
It reminded me quite a bit of what his spell did. Timmy said, "Well, I didn't really mean to do it but... I guess it's your fault." "You're sure it's yours?"
"Of course I am," I said. "There were many good spells, but this one..." He pointed toward the screen and said, "Do you know what I meant?" "Yes." I knew, at that moment, what he had gotten me into.