I clutch my head. "I've got to... Keep myself from doing this..." I whisper, and I create a giant dome made of thick ice around me. I curl up in the center, hallucinating.
I fall over.
"I hate everything." I whisper insanely. I blast snow and ice, filling up the dome. "That's much better." I say, looking to my left.
"Right, Caylin?" I ask. But she isn't in there with me.
The hallucinations wear off.
I shrug, and start picking up sticks. "No harm in trying, I guess." After a bit, I start a small fire next to the dome. It gets bigger as I add more sticks to it, and makes the dome thin enough to break through.
"Oh." I'm gently hovering above the ground.
"That's new." I say, looking at my feet. "I guess the curse is getting worse." I close my eyes and fall onto the ground.