It was part of his daily ritual; buy a packet of cigarettes and dark chocolate, pick out a Get Well Soon card and visit the meta-prison. Crispin had seen the explosion and swore under his breath, tossing the gifts skyward in anger and irritation he ducked inside a nearby supermarket and hurriedly took his amulet out of his back left jeans pocket, after transforming into Fink he opened the window and jolted down the ladder, he swore again louder. 

Now Fink was at the front of the prison eight tendrils came from his back as he sprinted into the fray.