He opened his lips, yet it was too late. His clothing fell down on the ground, and Roger grabbed him before he too could join the pile.
"It looks Ogre is stuck for the time being, as are you John" Roger said stuffing him and Ogre into his backpack. John wanted to yell the spell breaker phrase, anything, but could do nothing. He no longer had a mouth, and could only contemplate the darkness of the backpack. "And I'm sure I can find a good use for you," he heard Roger say ominously.