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"I said what the hell do you think you're doing?"

Merlin looked as though he could breathe fire and something down the corridor made a loud noise as though it had exploded, it made me jump but it seemed to calm Merlin down.

He put his hands to his face, looking like a deranged person,

"Calm down, calm down…" he soothed himself and then stared back at me.

Something about Merlin was different, his posture was no longer like the clumsy oaf I knew and his voice rang with authority and wisdom. He paced up and down my room with grace and dignity, never once tripping over his feet.

Then he stopped.

Glaring down at me with his deep blue eyes, his face contorted in rage. He spoke quite calmly for a person so angry. "What were you doing?" he asked again.

I stuttered, how could I answer? Merlin wasn't the brightest spark but anyone would know magic when they saw it.

"I want the truth" he said and he turned away, burying his face in his hands. Another explosion echoed in the hallway, what was going on out there? Normally I would charge out and demand to know. But not tonight.