As soon as you were done shouting the spell, the mirror shattered into
a million pieces. Then you see Barbara unconcious lying in the middle
of the shattered glass. You run over to her. She is breathing. But
barely.
"Dave! Come here! Barbara is unconcious!"
Dave examined Barbara carefully. "Alright!" he said
confidently, "She is definatly unconcoius."
Dave whips out his cell phone. But oh! Its completely dead!