Pablo laid on the floor, coughing and panting but he had a smile on his face.
For he had created a Magnum Opus. According to him at least.
The children ghosts heard him and Jenny asked :
"Mega Anus? That sounds nasty."
"You are wrong in so many ways, Jenny."
"Am I wrong?" Jenny asked.
"I have created Magnum Opus. Not what you said."
"Okay. But what is Mag-"
"Wait a second, Jenny. Let me talk." Plato said. He was also there.
"What did you create? Did you find the solution of white mist?" He asked Pablo.
"Not exactly. But I am close."
"Tell me what you found. Stop resting."
"Shut up. The smoke almost killed me. I deserve some rest."
Pablo closed his eyes and stayed lying on the floor.
Plato wanted to know what Pablo had created but Jenny stopped him from disturbing Pablo.
Plato could have looked inside the cauldron but all he saw was a black thing. Only Pablo could explain it in words.
