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Zoe and Synan eventually quit fighting.
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Elsie is sitting against a wall, still crying.
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“Elsie. I’m sure it wasn’t a ghost we
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saw. I bet it was just another monster.”
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“I hate monsters too!”
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Elsie is getting worse.
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“Oh, did I say monster? I meant
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Animal. It was probably Skyber’s stone
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that made the monster appear clear.”
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“Yeah, you’re right.” Synan
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says. Elsie finally stops crying.
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“Did we make her stop?” Synan
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asks.
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“Uhh, no. She fell asleep.” Zoe
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answers.
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“Oh great. Now we need to carry
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a sleeping kid around with us.” Synan asks.
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“Looks like it.”
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“Can’t we just use an Ideya?”
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“No! You don’t capture humans in
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those things!”
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“Uhh, oh yeah.”
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Synan ends up having to carry the
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sleeping body around the tunnels. “Man,
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this sucks.”
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Over Synan’s shoulder, Elsie opens
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her eyes and winks at Zoe, then closes them
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again. Zoe slightly laughs.
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“What’s so funny?”
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“Oh nothing...”
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“Riigghht...”
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Synan and Zoe come to a lit up room.
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Inside, there are large piles of gold everywhere.
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Zoe notices an odd metal device dangling from
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the ceiling. Elsie suddenly springs to life and
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runs through the piles of gold.
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“Ohh, I get it. Elsie was faking.” Synan
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says.
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Synan goes through a pile of gold.
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He sees a weird golden knife.
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“Zoe, look at this.”
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No answer.
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Synan turns to where Zoe was. She’s
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not there.
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“Elsie?”
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“Yes?”
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Elsie is behind Synan on the pile of golden
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artifacts.
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“Where did Zoe go?”
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“How am I supposed to know? I’m only
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seven.”
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“Age has nothing to do with that question!”
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“Sure it does.”
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Synan looks across the room for Zoe. He
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turns back to talk to Elsie. She is gone, too.
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“What’s going on here?”
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“Nothing is. Why, do you think this is, how
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shall I put it, weird?” A voice says.
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“What?!” Synan turns to the voice. Nothing
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is there.
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“So, Synan. I was assuming you were the
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most powerful of the group. What were you doing
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hanging around a bunch of girls anyway?”
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“They’re my friends.”
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“Oh sure they are.”
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“You want to fight me?”
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“With honor.”
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Synan gets punched in the face, flying back
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into the pile of gold. Synan grabs a golden cylinder
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and throws it in the direction the punch came from.
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“Ahhhhh!!” It screams.
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Synan gets up and punches. He misses. He
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is then elbowed from behind.
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“What are you?!” Synan asks.
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“Another human like yourself.”
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“That can’t be true!”
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“Oh, but it is. I am a master of illusion. Watch
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this.”
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Synan is engulfed in flames. Synan doesn’t
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feel any pain whatsoever.
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“What?”
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A giant axe on a chain appears about thirty
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feet from Synan. It swings on the chain. Synan can’t
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tell if its real or not, so he ducks. The axe passes him,
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then swings off its chain and slices through Synan.
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Synan looks down, and there is a giant slit on his
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stomach. Blood is gushing out of it. Synan crouches
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in pain.
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“Ha ha ha. I thought you were stronger than
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that.”
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“Show yourself!” Synan screams.
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A figure of a person appears. It is clear,
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bending the light, almost like molded glass.
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The glass turns into mirror-like material,
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reflecting everything. The mirrors fade and the
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person standing in front of Synan is--Zoe.
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“Zoe?”
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“You weak minded child. It is also a
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hologram.”
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Zoe lights completely white and and when
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the light fades, it is the most horrible sight Synan
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had ever seen. It looks like a demon. Its skin is
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all read, its got bat-like eyes, wings, and webbing
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between its fingers.
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Synan covers his eyes. When he looks
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again, nothing is there.
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“Once again, that was a hologram.”
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“You coward!”
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“A coward I am not. Perhaps I’ll let you
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get a little stronger before you fight me again.”
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A door appears in front of Synan. Something
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pushes Synan through it, and then the door closes.
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Synan is outside. Here with him is Zoe and Elsie.
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“What happened?!” Zoe yells. Synan looks
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like he got beat up. The cut in his stomach: gone.
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