With a pop!, a sizzle and a faint sulpheric odor, suddenly before you stands a strange, demented-looking, wizened figure. Wisps of smoke curl upward from the edges of his flowing, grey beard. "Oops!", he mutters, as he quickly pats down the glowing hairs.
Drawing a wand from the long sleeve of his cloak, he waves it at you and solemnly intones, "Guncho!" In a puff of blue flame, the paper you were holding in your hand vanishes. The old man waves the wand over his own head, a look of triumph flashing in his eyes, as he mutters something that sounds like
Uh-oh. The page you were trying to view seems to have disappeared, and you find yourself standing in complete darkness. You are likely to be eaten by a grue.
You may restart, restore a previous position, or consult the book of spells to the left for further options.