“Welcome back to channel seven news. Our field reporter Rupert Tumble is on site at the Mage School of Magic where a student is about to test his theory of teleportation. Rupert, over to you.”
“Thank you Shelia, this is the most amazing event I have ever covered. And I have covered some strange events. From the disappearance of Arch-mage Jing and the memorable blunder of second level mage Sterling who shrunk himself and was accidentally kill underfoot. We’ve been waiting here four hours hoping to see new initiate John Stam who is said to have the talent to be the next high-mage.”
“What’s that I hear behind you Rupert? Sounds like clapping?”
“Shelia indeed it is, John Stam has just walked out of the school and is approaching the media now. Our belief is that he is ready to start his attempt. I think it would be best if we just sit back and let Mr. Stam do his thing.”
“Thank you so much for coming today, I hope that I achieve what I have promised or you all will have wasted your time. So I need everyone here to be quiet as I begin this spell.” John Stam said addressing the crowd.
“You heard it Shelia.” Rupert whispered. “We are to remain quiet and watch.”
John stood with his arms out at his sides, his long purple cloak pooling at his feet, he started to move his arms up and down at his side like he was trying to fly. Everyone was astonished to see an orb start to form. The crowd gasped at the sight of a blinding light. The screen on the viewfinder when dark then Shelia appear on the screen.
“Well it appears we are having technical difficulties we—“
“Oh my god Shelia, the horror, a black hole has opened and people are getting sucked in to it, the horror, the shame.”
“Rupert you okay?”
“I’m sorry Shelia I cannot hear you, the black hole is getting bigger, this is the worse—“
I looked at the T.V screen. “Ah shit, not again.” With a look over my shoulder I yelled to my wife. “Honey, prepare the shuttle, we need to plan a vacation fast. The mage-school has messed up our country again.”