It's a little like being in a prison world all over again, except there are a lot of people here. I don't like the fact that I can't leave. I really don't like that. I don't know why I can't suck up that purple mist. That would make a hella powerful spell. I can still do magic though, without sucking it up first.
I'm so bored though, even with all these people and the little voice in my head tells me to be good. He's such a repulsive little tool.