His head is throbbing with pain and the world spinning around him when he wakes up. The last traces of smoke are coming out of the window as he gets up and sees that he is not injured.

"What was that crazy man doing? Was that a spell, or some sort of witchcraft? I need to warn the village!"
As he runs away, he can still feel the dizziness from the fall, as if something was different, as if the world moved in another way, as if the air was already poisoned.
"Jack! Jack! I saw the old wizard doing something really weird!"
"Boarld Groaw Srr laur? Lairrr Ya ramae!"
"What? What are you saying?"
"Ekfglor, whsks fpd ujd."
"What does this mean, Jack?"
Scared, and quite confused, our young fellow runs away from Jack to the house of another of his friends. "Jamie! Jamie! Do you know what is going on? I saw some really strange things!"
"Kofoerolie Agujiteo alineitira, whreao leini asimei, orimao."
"What? What does this mean?"
"Norie larie larilai."
"Is this the doing of the old man? I can't understand anything you're saying!"
Our young man has always considered himself a very perceptive person and quite smart at understanding things. So, after attempting to communicate with his two friends and realizing that the other people around the village square seemed to be pronouncing senseless sounds as well, he thought this curse was, of course, the doing of the old man and his cauldron, that he unfortunately discovered too late. Fortunately, he remembers the most famous legend of his town, about the Tower of Jezik.
"If I couldn't stop this from happening, at least I will do my best to solve this situation. I'll go to the tower."