Random sat in his room books lined the walls of the tiny space, and he searched for specific ones. He knew what the vision meant, but he needed to put some defenses in place to try and prevent it. Pulling books on wiccan spells from the bookshelves, he finds a spell to protect the band from harm. Random went about his room finding the appropriate candles, and necessary ingredients to the spell. He followed the book exactly and when he was done, he already felt better, but he knew it would not be enough. He would have to be vigilant himself, even though he was probably the worst person, do to his delusions, and confused thoughts, but he was the only one that would truly understand it, and accept it. Putting the books away he returned his ritual gear to it's proper place, and returned to the living room.