a spell was cast upon you by the toad king upon your fiery death in this same tower three hundred years ago . the word sounded as if it had been torn from his throat . he ran to the woods to fetch his precious fur off the ground . billy turns and stares at the dark-skinned man and tries to scream but theres no sound . this is a high security jail most of the time , he said , but he was about to rattle on and on about how it might be hard to get out . 