Without access to his favorite implement (that, too was in Theggar's possession), Morgan had begun to gather as many things as he could find that would be useful as spell components. It had been easy enough to find a bit of spider's web, in the corner behind a box, but without reviewing the spell from his book, he wasn't sure if he could pull it off. His memory was very good, and in spite of the complexities of his wizardly practice, he could almost bring the arcane symbols to mind, even though they flitted about in his mind's eye, difficult to grasp.
His long practiced cantrips were fresh in his mind, though. In addition, he had found behind a dusty box on a shelf, a desiccated old rat, and its legs' long-bones just might work to push the pins in the store-room's old lock, which thankfully was in the style of a through-hole. He peeked out this hole, but all he could make out was the stair's rail, dimly lit.