My sister and I were back home in my parents' bedroom watching some Saturday morning cartoons (anyone remember when they were actually good?) when in busts this 8 foot tall dude decked out in a full suit of fancy medieval armor brandishing a massive longsword. Caught off guard, he bum rushes me while my sister nimbly rolls out of the way. Using my teleportation skills (I have magical powers!) I quickly recover and appear behind him with my sister and try to channel Harry Dresden from Jim Butcher's novels, screaming something along the lines of "ventas servitas" trying to summon a gust of wind to pin him against the bed. He repels my attack and the gust of wind turns against me as he gets up and runs down the hallway. Meanwhile, I try to set him on fire with my mind. To no avail, I try to follow him through this set of doors which actually don't exist.
