I found a house. It has been abandoned for years. The owner is always away from home, and has no intention of selling the place, as he believes he will get nothing for it. This is the place. It just needs decoration.

Bulk ordering emo music posters is hard work. Because all the emos hate people, and are anti-capitalism, they are really cheap. The hard part is having to live with the guilt of ripping these lost souls off.

Next was the incantation. For ages, I only slept, ate and read. I even started missing dinner. Mum was all like "He's a growing boy, he needs his space." and then Circe goes "How come I can't just skip dinner whenever I want?" and then they have a row for about fifteen minutes. Although, I did come to dinner once. Riley was over. Circe pointed it out, much to my own embarrassment. Although, I wonder why she did it, as she seemed quite embarrassed too.

I found it. Midnight, on a Saturday. In a massive book of advanced spells from the fifth library I had consulted. Two whole weeks after I had begun looking. It looked awfully hard to pronounce. I couldn't say it out loud though. That would ruin the whole thing.