By Marcus L. Rowland
"And this is why my cars get destroyed?"
"Afraid so," said Willow, "Didn't you notice he wasn't getting older? Hamsters usually live about two years."
I stared at Rex. How old was he? Five? Seven? "Why didn't I notice something wrong?"
"Part of the spell. Once he's gone things should be more normal."
"Are you sure he's not possessed."
"I'm positive," said Willow. "Haven't you read Harry Potter? The guy who hides out as a rat?"
"He's a wizard?"
"Chaos mage. Disguised himself, couldn't turn back, amused himself wrecking your life." Willow picked up the cage. "Time to go, Ethan..."