BillyBones: I have no idea what happened.
BillyBones: I think I kicked a harpist across a room.
BillyBones: And I may have perhaps become a horse at some point?
BillyBones: The school is empty, for summer I suppose.
BillyBones: I woke up in a crypt. One of the deep ones. Alone. Very tired.
BillyBones: I have never been this tired in my life.
BillyBones: Nothing is on fire so I suppose that business we were to take care of went well.
BillyBones: I know I was involved, but past a certain point I just remember nothing.
BillyBones: Or I remember the same thing from different perspectives? Is that normal?
BillyBones: I'm ever so confused.
Hey son, wanna' learn how ta' make witch balls?