Barely having made two steps forward from where he started Vickers was starting to get a bit too paranoid with every whisper and scream and rustle of the leaves. Was this what curse-breakers do? Its an awful lot of hard, nerve-wracking work. Surely changes the perception this boy had where he thought curse-breakers just sit in a fortified room and test spells on exotic objects and such.

Suddenly he felt like some kind of invisible force knock him forward, sending him flying through the air and landing in an unceremonious heap a few feet away. His mind was racing between trying to figure out if he broke anything with that fall and wondering if some kind of monster dealt him that blow...

He didnt have to wonder for too long-- because he could feel his hair whipping back and forth...