He wanted to peek out of their hiding place. Leaning forward, Sholto poked his head out of the illusory wall. Rubble shifted beneath his feet. Suddenly, he was falling, suspended in thin air. He didn't have time to think, except to stop himself from screaming. He knew that would bring too much attention. The young man flailed as his mind raced. There was a spell.. just out of reach of his grasping mind. It kept slipping from his grasp, fading away as panic rose. And all of this took but a few seconds even tough it felt like an eternity.