[ WP ] A modern teenager is transported into a fantasy world , where they are forced into a quest with young witches and wizards their age . Fortunately , they 've got a backpack full of high-tech gizmos to help them along .

`` I'll just stay back here and watch for followers.'' I had been the leader of this questing party, selected to fill that role based on the abilities I had demonstrated. 
 
 Magic was great, but a Bic lighter was quicker at starting a campfire. A gun and a good eye would lead to dinner faster than any spell. A few two-way radios were n't limited to only those with psychic abilities. Technology was every bit the match for magic and then some. 
 
 `` It's okay. We need someone watching for followers.'' Yes, my technological tricks had raised me up in their eyes. But after the rise, and after the batteries died, the lighter ran out of fluid, the last bullet was fired, etc., then came the fall. 
 
 `` Yes, please. A spell to light the path behind us as well would be great.'' I wish I had some magic.
