A young man slammed the door behind him as he entered his home. He was sick of it. Sick of finally feeling like he was going to meet a wonderful person only to be stood up. Sick of the people who he had dated that mocked him. Well, that was going to change. Now.

Arthur headed into his basement, turning on the light on his way. He picked up an old book. This was exactly what he needed; his spellbook. Flipping through it, he found the correct page and spell that he wanted. Looking it over, it seemed simple enough. He got the items he needed and got started.

There were lights flashing and smoke rising. Then a sudden explosion.