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“Well, at least its just spears. I mean, the traps could be much worse, you know,” Aleck said. “And no, I am not usually an optimist, but I thought it might be helpful. Maybe. Anyway, another good thing about these is that it should be hard for Malcom Ace to follow.” Aleck suddenly stopped.

“Wait, Julius, where did you say that spear thing was?”

Suddenly a spear shot out of the wall. Aleck jumped aside, barely aware that the whole room besides him had gone into slow motion. As he staggered to keep his balance in the almost frozen room, he could see the spear slowly inching towards where he had been standing, and Delton’s mouth slowly opening. What was happening. He looked down and saw a card had some how made it out of his pocket where he had a whole rubber-banded deck, and was hovering in the air at the height of his chest. SLOW TIME, it read. Aleck grabbed it with a lightning fast hand and jabbed it into his pocket, launching him back into normal time. Suddenly everything around him sped up, and the spear was already sunk deep in the opposite wall.

What was that voice in his head?

“Well done, my son.” Came Malcom Ace’s recognizable voice. “You are learning.”

Aleck glanced around disgustedly. Where was the card genius now? The voice disappeared.

In front of all his staring friends, Aleck grabbed the deck of cards out of his pocket, pulled off the rubber band and threw the deck. They all stuck to his hand and didn’t leave. Why’d Malcom Ace have to give me these cards? I can’t even get rid of them?! Aleck jammed the deck back in his pocket and shrugged.

“So, where to next?”