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It was just over noon when the 'Janitor' reappeared, as sudden as earlier.
"I'm back! Strange Odd Shadow pointed out I should find you".
James jumped. "WHO ARE YOU?" He yelled, while Rebecca again drew her pistol.
"Strange Odd Shadow, of course"
"The Original Janitor!"
James calmed down. "Then what do you want?â
"I was sent to find you".
"By whom?" James inquired, while Rebecca slowly lowered her weapon.
âI already told you. Strange Odd Shadowâ.
âSo...you sent yourself to find us..." James parsed this in his head. "I hate time travel.
"Who time travelled? Sounds interesting. Was the Federation involved?"
James facepalmed. "I hate you."
"I like you, too!"
"So, where's your dimension device?".
"Go. Away." James commanded, walking off. Hearing the word dimension, he paused. "Wait...my Janra?"
"Is that your uncle or something?"
"No, it's a dimensional travel crystal I had." James replied. "I got rid of it."
"Rid of it how? Did you make a mess?"
"I gave it to a friend and had him destroy it." James became solemn.
"Oh. Well, mess cleaned. Seems like I don't need to interfere! Bye!"
He disappeared.
"What is..." James sighed, and Rebecca laughed.
"What?
"You're ridiculous."
Then, Shadow reappeared.
"Never caught your names?"
Rebecca spoke first. "I'm Rebecca, this idiot's James."
"Okay, bye! Idiot! Beccy!".
Shadow disappeared again, but then reappeared almost instantly.
"Just occured to me. Do you have a Jarna, too, Bec?"
"Will you stop doing that?" Rebecca asked as politely as possible. "Also, it's Rebecca, and as for my JANRA, it's broken."
"Messy. But it'll do. I like being a Janitor, but that doesn't mean I like having to clean people's messes everywhereâ.
"Ok..." James interrupted. "So, why are you here?"
"I'm the Janitor".
"Of what?" James asked aggressively.
"Of everything? Maybe. I'm the original one, though!"
James facepalmed.
"What? You're a fan of the Succeeding Janitor?"
"No, this just makes no sense. At all."
"What's THIS for you to require it to produce sense?"
"Just please shut up." James requested.
"I rebel".
"And no Star Wars references!" James cried. "I've had enough of that dimension as is."
"Oh boy! Look at the time! I'm almost late for my regular sudden disappearance".
James facepalmed again, while Rebecca laughed even harder. Shadow disappeared again.

One eternity laterâ¦ Or rather two hours later.

During their long trek, James and Rebecca came upon a tree. It wasn't the only tree there since it was a wood, but the tree was special.
Because a Strange Odd Shadow was growing on it. Or that was what he was trying to look like at least.
"What are you doing?" James asked, exasperated.
"Photosynthesis".
Rebecca glared. "Shadow, get off the tree."
"Shoosh. I'm an apple now".
"No, you aren't." Rebecca replied. "That's an oak tree."
"I did not say otherwise"
"You implied so."
"I said nothing"
"What is wrong with you?" she asked after a moment.
"Perhaps the fact that I'm upside down. I'm getting dizzy. I expected you here sooner".
"Well then get down!" James exclaimed.
"Interesting proposal. I will consider it and get back to you on it".
James thought for a moment, then yanked Shadow off of the tree. Falling down and hitting his head, Shadow quickly got up.
"Aha! So, you're Federation, then!'
"No, you were being annoying." James replied.
"I know to be annoying towards Federation men".
"WHAT FEDERATION?" James asked, unable to stay patient.
"Come on, Beccy. Let's leave that hypocrite and go find some real friends".
Rebecca facepalmed. "He's not with the Federation, he just, like me, doesn't know what's going on. Besides, he's my husband."
"Oooh. You're married. Is this your honeymoon? I always love to see newly wed couples? How was the wedding?"
"Not a honeymoon, we've been married for nine years." She replied with a sigh.
"That's a long honeymoon".
"IT'S NOT A HONEYMOON!" She exclaimed. "We didn't have a honeymoon."
"Oh. So you decided to have a honeymoon now? I've heard people do that".
"No. This is not a honeymoon." She said again. "We don't really have time for one."
"There's always time for working on your relationship. I think all you two need is to really listen to each other and your relationship problems will dissipate in no time. Otherwise, I have a really good couple therapist to recommend".
"We don't need a honeymoon to have a good relationship." James interrupted. "It's just that we're generally busy, because whenever we have free time, the world decides to try to end."
"See, that's why you have problems with your wife. You take her for granted, work all the time for the Federation and then when you come back to the house, you're too tired for her".
"We don't work for the Federation! Besides, we work together! We have time to talk! Except when being shot at and annoyed by janitors."
"I don't remember ever shooting you. Wanna do so now?".
Rebecca shook her head. "He means other people, not you, shoot at us."
"Okay", he conjured an Inventor launcher after hearing the words âShoot at usâ and shot at Rebecca, only the launcher failed. "Hey, what's with this? Is it broken?" he looked inside its barrel.
"Don't do that." James commanded.
"Do what?".
"Don't look down your weapon's barrel!" He exclaimed.
"Oh that? It's more fun, if you pull the trigger, too", Shadow replied, but put the launcher back in his backpack.
"So, have you guys by any chance seen Strange Odd Shadow around?".
"That's you!" James cried out. Rebecca shook her head
"James, he seems a little confused."
"Oh, I understand why you might be confused. He also goes by the names of John Steele and Wiz Ardon, usually. So, I've heard at least".
"That's still you." James stated wearily.
Shadow stared at James for a moment, then turned to Rebecca, "You're right, Becca. Jim's an idiot".
Rebecca sighed. "You told us you were Strange Odd Shadow."
"I recall".
"And you asked if we had seen Strange Odd Shadow, who is you." She continued
"Incorrect".
"So there are two people by your name?" She asked.
"More, I believe".
Rebecca nodded. "So are we talking about time travel or multiple dimensions?"
"Jimmy's the one who mentioned time travel. I'm the one who mentioned dimensional thingies".
"Ok, can we please stick with just one of you?" She requested.
"I don't think that's the author's intent."
"Great." James muttered. "Just great. Infinite idiots."
"I am proud to be able to call myself a genius".
"Well, you're an annoying one." James stated.
"Ha! You didn't even queschon the truth or objectivity of my words".
James gave up. Rebecca simply asked, "Could you please tell us what this...Federation is?"
"The Federation? We can't speak out in the open! They might be listening!".
"Then where can we speak?"
Shadow thought about it for a moment. "I'd say nowhere".
"Oh joy." James remarked. "So what do you want, Shadow?"
"World domination. Or maybe world peace? Either one is good".
"Well, I support peace. Why domination?"
"Sounds like fun. I could finally forbid people walking slowly in front of me".
"You're ridiculous." James stated. "Still, why do you want us?"
"It's your beautiful smile that slaves me".
"Very funny." James said with a groan.
"So, what are you guys up to?".
"Trying to deal with an orc invasion." Rebecca replied."And you?"
"Oh. I'm just stuck here, because my dimensional gear seems to be malfunctioning".
"Well...ok then." James sighed. "Have you seen Stirling Silverstine?"
"Oh yeah. Stirling. Old pal of mine. We used to hang back in the day before the Spiderling Invasion".
"Have you seen him? He's somewhere on this planet." James began to seem hopeful.
"Not really. I have no idea who he is".
James glared. "Explain."
"Simple. I lied".
"I hate you."
"That's no way to talk to your suitor".
James gave SOS an odd look. "Get some help."
"Okay. Wanna help me?'.
"I want you to go away." He replied.
"Okay. But when you're missing me, it won't be my fault!".He disappeared again.
"What is this guy's problem?" James asked, turning to Rebecca.
"I dunno." She replied with a shrug.

THE GRAVE SCENE (SHOCK!!!)

[...]

James stared at him when he heard Rebecca's name then groaned and backed off.
"The wound will not heal. He's taken precautions against it".
"Then what do we do?"
"Let's just stop the bleeding for now".
James nodded, then pulled a small pouch from his pockets. From the pouch he withdrew a small thing of water, and some cloth. As soon as James began to tend to the Janitorâs wound, though, a figure materialised just next to them. It wasâ¦ the Janitor.
Young, not wounded Shadow made eye contact with James then looked at himself.
âOh, drick! Really?!â
And with that he vanished again.
âWhatâ¦?â James began, confused.
âWhat does he think heâs doing, time travelling around a dimension?!â older Shadow does not seem happy. âHe could mess it all up! In so many different waysâ, then as if he felt bad for speaking like that for the injured man, he added, âHang in there, Shadowâ.

James seemed unsure. âLook, the bleeding wonât stop, the wounds wonât heal. How do we keep him alive?â
âWell, I can transport him to a dimension with better medical care, but Iâm afraid of what it might do to him in this stateâ.
âWhat if you bring equipment from another dimension here?â
âÎ¤he curse around here might mess it up. I think I might transport him anyway. Itâs the only chance heâs gotâ, the old Shadow approached the younger one, but at that moment the Janitor began to cough and blood came out of his mouth.
His eyes looked at his older counterpart in fear and then three words escaped his mouth, âIt is finished!â

James paused, and looked at both in caution. âWhy is he scared of you?â He asked, slowly reaching into his satchel. Old Shadow did not reply. The younger oneâs eyes were now blankly staring into the distance. His chest no longer moved. He was deadâ¦ James repeated his question. âWHY WAS HE SCARED OF YOU?â
âThe man was dying. He was not scared of me! He was scared. Period. Why would I hurt myself anyway?â.

âI donât know. Why are there three of you? Why are you fighting Wiz Ardon? Alot of this makes no sense. Now answer the question.â His face was set in stone, his hand gripping something.

âHe and I are from different dimensions. And heâs time travelling. Thatâs why you saw two of him! And Wiz Ardon is my arch-enemy!â

âWho is also in possession of your name, Strange Odd Shadow. For all I know, you are Wiz.â

âThis is preposterous. I am not Wiz Ardon and heâs not me. Heâs an entirely different person who want my and my dimensionâs doom! The one heâs achieved. The otherâs still pendingâ.

All of a sudden, something changed in the atmosphere. The air seemed to be chillier and the world quieter. The living Strange Odd Shadow looked around him, fear reflected in his eyes, much like his younger version earlier. He found what he was looking for behind James.

James looked over his shoulder and saw a figure standing there. The man was wearing purple robes and a blue wizard hat, which hid his lowered face. Only the curve of his sinister smile was visible below it.

âDid someone call my name?â.

James glared. âAre you responsible for the presence of the orcs?â

âOrcs? Oh, are you talking about the ugly goblins? No. Theyâre just toys I foundâ, he raised his head and two joyful, yet threatening, violet eyes gazed at James.

âAre you the reason they took this town?â He asked. He betrayed no emotion.

The newcomerâs eyes fell upon Rebeccaâs grave, âOoh. Weâve come a-visiting. Who died? Was I the one who killed them?â.

âAnswer my question, and Iâll answer yours.â James replied.

âYou need to go as fast as you canâ, Strange Odd Shadow told James. âIf you stay here heâs going to kill you!â

âDonât take away my toys, Johnâ.

âANSWER MY QUESTION, YOU SON OF A BRICK-!â

âI will have you know that it was only my grandmother that was a brick. Are we sad about the town, James?â

âAnswer my question now, or I kill myself. Then youâre down a toy.â He stated.

âOh really? This oneâs interesting. And what if you canât kill yourself? Or maybe what if I let you kill yourself? What would happen then? What about the noble purpose of your existence?â

âI donât have much reason to live. So Iâd put a bullet in my head.â

âOh, poor thing. Youâve given up, havenât you? John, have you delivered me a broken toy? Maybe, Iâll have to fix youâ.

Before Wiz or James got to do or say anything more, Strange Odd Shadow fired an Inventor Launcher heâd produced out of his backpack at Wiz. The latter just grabbed the blast with his hand and it went out.

âNaughty John. Interrupting me while Iâm having a conversation. Oh, but itâd seem our time is overâ.

In the next instance, James felt himself -and the whole world with him- breaking to little pieces until everything ceased to exist. Then, everything came back together. James fell to his knees in pain, and groaned. âWhat did you just do?â He gasped past his suffering. It took James a moment to realise he was alone. When he did, he sat down, and tried to figure out what had happened.

The Fez-wearing Shadow appeared at that moment, âOh man. That was not nice. Did you know that my arms and legs were not the only parts of me he switched?â.

âAm I...dead?â James asked, confused. âThis is my purgatory, isnât it. Or...is it he-â

âNo, silly. If it was purgatory, you wouldnât get to hang with me, would you?â.

âThen itâs hell.â James muttered.

âIndeed we shouldnât turn down options without evidenceâ¦ But I feel quite aliveâ.

âCan we just figure out where we are for real?â

âHard to say. I mean I donât even know if you existâ.

â...â James punched him in the face suddenly. âThat convince you?â

âNot reallyâ.

The Older Shadow joined them at that time and swore âBastard!â.

âWhatâs going on?â James inquired.

âYouâre alive?!â the recently arrived Shadow looked at the Janitor in surprise.

âUnless weâre all dead, as Mr James over here seems to think we areâ.

James grinned. âI was jokingâ

âWe could be, thoughâ.

âYounger me. Just shut up. Youâre not helpingâ.

âI take orders from no one. Hey, guys! Isnât it weird that we all appeared in the same order?â.

James swore softly. âDammit.â He repeated louder. âDAMMIT! BLOODY HELL I HATE THIS SON OF A BITCH!â He continued to shout. âWILL YOU STOP IT, WIZ?â

âWhat? You found Wiz?â the Janitor asked.

âYou, shut up. Mature one, doesnât it seem odd how this is all timed to the exact second in arrival, when compared to the first time?â

âInteresting theoryâ, mature Shadow looked at his robotic arm, which featured a watch.

âNo, not a theory. Iâve been counting.â

âI mean what youâre suggesting by this. And I think youâre right. This is fifteen minutes earlier than it should be, unless I completely lost track of time. And I did notâ.

âSo, time looped?â Fez Shadow asked.

âDing ding ding ding ding! We have a winner!â a bodiless voice rang out in the air.

Wiz Ardon materialised behind James and put his hand on the latterâs shoulder, âSo, what do you want to do now that we have the whole eternity together?â.

âI want an answer.â

âGee, youâre boring. No, I never attacked any towns. I did teleport some Orcs to a desert, thoughâ.

âOk.â James drew his pistol, and shot at Wiz.

Wiz smiled widely as older Shadow collapsed, his leg shot.

âFaileth!â.

Sighing, he threw down the gun. âSorry Shadow. Well, I...I donât want blood shed here.â

âWe can arrange that. A bloodless wound thenâ, a sword materialised in Wizâs hands and beheaded James.

Only James did not die.

âNo violence. Any of you. No death, no injury, nothing.â He declared with his annoyingly decapitated head, then attached it back to his body. âArdon, thatâs for you especially.â

âThe Gameâs not fun that wayâ.

âJames, this man betrayed a whole dimension to the Maelstrom, just because he felt like that that day. Do you think heâll respect anything?â.

âIf he kills a single person on my wifeâs grave, I will kill him.â James replied.

âThis was your wife? Oh, poor you. Maybe, I can do something about itâ, the man smiled again.

Rebeccaâs tombstone began to shake until it exploded to pieces, accompanied by the ground next to it cracking in two. A gray hand emerged out of the crevice and then another one. A gray-coloured Rebecca with shining white eyes appeared and looked at James.

âHi, James. Iâm back. Come and kiss me as a proper husband should doâ.

Not falling for this trickery, James shot the...abhoration, angrily. âNEVER TOUCH MY WIFE!â He fired the pistol fifteen times, until the slide locked back, and reloaded it, firing several more rounds.

âRebeccaâ ignored the wounds, out of which snake heads appeared and began to walk towards James.

âCome on dear. Give me a hugâ.

James glared at Wiz, ignoring the thing. âWhy?â He asked, shooting it again. âAre you?â He fired twice now, âDoing this?â He then emptied out the weapon again.

âCome on, James. This is fun! Donât you want to play the Game?â

He shook his head, and began to sob.. âPlease...stop thisâ¦â

âIâm not a miracle worker, James. To solve your marital problems, youâve got to work. Why donât you hug her as she wants?â

âBecause thatâs not her. Everything about her is wrong. For one thing, the real Rebecca wasnât snake infested. For another thing, she never spoke like that. And, I saw her die. I buried her here. Thatâs not her. STOP THIS NOW!â

The two Shadows, seeming to have become petrified, watched as âRebeccaâ made a few more steps towards James, her facial features becoming distorted and monstrous.

âThen, maybe youâll recognise this!â she produced a pistol and fired a single shot at James.

âAnd also, she wouldnât shoot at me.â James muttered as he fell to the ground with a hole in his stomach.

âWell, one can only be so accurateâ.

Disassembly. Wizâs echo still being heard in the void created. Then, everything assembled back to fifteen minutes earlier. James alone. The grave intact.

James sat down, and wept without speaking. His mind was chaotic, his emotions confused.

A few seconds later, the Janitor reappeared and he collapsed to the ground.

âAm I the only one getting a bit of a deja vu?â

James did not respond. He simply thought for a moment, before speaking, âWhy? Why would he...why would he do that?â

âWell, apparently he seems to be seeing all of this as a Game. Which by the way we just lostâ

James shrugged. âI...Iâm going to kill him.â

âSuit yourself. I think Iâm going to see if weâre trapped in a particular area or if we can go away?â he began to walk away.

âIâm not going to leave her.â James stated. âYou go.â

Silence followed as it was some moments before the other Shadow collapsed nearby.

âI hate stunning spellsâ, he said as he got up. âAre you okay, James?â

James shrugged. âTis what it is.â

âHeâs going to come back sooner or laterâ

âI know. And Iâm not going to let him touch her.â

âAnd how exactly are you gonna do that?â

âI donât know.â He sighed. âBut I will try.â

âIâve known him for years and I still donât know how to stop him. The only reason Iâve survived all heâs done is that he lets me live so that I can experience next time. What do you think youâre going to achieve this way?â

âI donât know. But I promised her mother Iâd look after her.â He primed his handgun with a heavy face. âIâm not going to break that oath today, or any other day.â

âSheâs already dead and you canât protect her anymore. Nothing you do affects her now either one way or the other. If you want to honour her, choose to live. Thatâs what sheâd wantâ

James reluctantly stood. âIf he even touches a hair of her, I will hold you responsible.â

âLetâs just find a way out of here and out of the loop and then you can look after that grave all you want with a future included in the dealâ.

âFine.â He looked around, and sighed. âLead on.â

âDid you see where my idiotic counterpart went?â Shadow spoke as he began to walk in a random direction.

James pointed to where the other Shadow had gone, and as Shadow walked away, took one last mournful look at the grave, then followed.

âAre you any more interested in finding him than me?â Shadow asked.

He shook his head. âI just want to be with her. And if that means being bothered by him, so be it.â

Shadow sighed as he changed directions, âI guess I should make sure he doesnât get himself killedâ

James walked over to the grave, and sat down next to the stone, his mind occupied. âYou can go, Shadow.â

âFine, if you donât want to get out of here, I canât change that. Hope you donât dieâ.

James was left alone again, allowed to reflect on the past few days. A voice suddenly interrupted his train of thought.

âSo, what do you think? Does violet suit my eyes?â Wis said appearing seated by the side of James

âYou know what we did on our wedding night?â James asked, his face nostalgic. âWe just sat on a hill outside of the capital, looking at the stars. Eventually she just fell asleep in my armsâ¦â

âI think youâre right. Blueâs better for me. Goes with my hat after allâ, Wizâs eyes turned blue.

âWhat do you want?â James asked Wiz, as he went through old memories in his head.

âStyle is important you know. First impressions matterâ.

âYes, and Iâm just missing the past.â He replied.

âThatâs good. Now you get to relive it again and again and again and again and again!â

âNot the parts I miss.â

âI tried to help you with that. Not very appreciative as far as I rememberâ

âI want to go back to those times. Not have a damned snake zombie following me around.â

âI like snake zombies. Theyâre good company and very entertainingâ

âClearly we have different standards of good company.â

âAt least, weâre good company to each otherâ.

James gave him an odd look. âI want to kill you, and you say weâre good company?â

âIsnât that good company?â

âI question your understanding of the English language.â

âOh boy. When the doctors said I was a psychopath, could they perhaps mean something like that?â

âNo. Thatâs idiocy, not pyscopathyâ

âSo, the others left. They think they can find a way out?â

âI donât know what they think.â James stated thoughtfully.â I just know they left me.â

âHeartless Johns, leaving their friend like that. At least, you have meâ

He nodded, then spoke. âDo you want to know a bit about the person whose grave you desecrated, and whose body you tormented?â

âSure. Iâm always in for a good storyâ

âGood. Well...where do I start?â James thought for a moment before speaking. âAh, yes. The first time we met, well, she shot at me. I had gotten lost in a parking lot, and I got our cars mixed up. When I tried to open her carâs door, well, apparently she was in the back, so she pulled a gun on me.â

âSeems like I got that part rightâ

âThat was an accident.â James said in disagreement. âNow, the second time we met was...well, her brother was a friend of mine. So at some point when we were hanginâ out, she came by to visit his dorm.â James paused, and added, âThis was all in college, by the way. Anyhow, she comes by to visit, and then sees me. It was an interesting conversation, but we all had a good laugh over it. Especially Marcus.â

âInteresting how? Was there any blood?â

âNo. She just got to awkwardly say hi to the person she shot at.â

âHmm. Wouldnât sell. Have her attack you or something. Itâll be more successfulâ

âItâs real life, not some action flick.â

âAs your new manager, I have decided to make your life a book. And then a movie. And then weâll make a videogame and action figures!â

âMy life? Please. Who would ever want to hear about that? Itâs too depressing.â

âWhy? What happened?â

âWell, Rebecca and I got married eventually, and even had a daughter. Cute little girl named Charlotte. Who was then murdered by my brother in law.â

âNow, that would sell. But itâs no more depressing than any other movie around. Give me the juicy part, James!â

âWell, then he destroyed my planet of birth, tried to kill my wife and I, caused the destruction of our dimension, and killed several of our friends before we took him out. And, well...she died when we were taking this town back from the orcs.â

Wiz thought it over for a moment, âI see what you mean now. Pretty harsh. Keep in mind, though, that there are worse fates than thatâ

âLike being trapped for eternity in a time loop with a murderous freak?â

âLike getting your whole dimension infected. Poor John and me. We are losing our world as we speak just like you. Only in our case it is replaced with a hellish version of what it used to beâ

âHe said you did it intentionally.â James said accusatively.

Wiz smiled as innocently as he could, âReally? I donât recall. John makes jokes like that. Or maybe it was Taco Tuesday. Tacos disagree with meâ

âWhat a wonderful excuse.â

âOkay, you got me. Just poor John. But itâs all part of the Game isnât it? Itâs not my fault Johnâs losingâ

âWhy pull me into this?â

âDonât you want to play?â

âNo. I want my family. And since I canât have that, I want to be able to guard this place in peace.â

âOh, but look at the timeâ, he said looking at his bare wrist. âIf my calculations are correct we should begin anew just about nowâ

âJust please let me be.â James said, just as the loop reoccurred.

A few moments late, the Janitor was brought back.

âDang it. We got more than fifteen minutes and I hoped it was workingâ

âDamn.â James muttered. âWiz thinks Iâm apathetic, Iâm gonna use that to distract him. You guys find a way out, ok?â

âIt would seem that the farther we go, the longer the loop lasts, I think. So, walking out of here is out of the queschonâ

âAre you sure?â

âNot really. Iâd have to repeat the experiment more times to see, but I donât think weâre here for research. It seems the most logical explanation, thoughâ

âSo weâre stuck here.âJames sighed. âkeep looking, Iâll keep Wiz distracted.â

âHey, was this sword always here?â Shadow pointed to a sword sticking out of the ground nearby.

âNoâ¦â James began, confused. âWhat in the hell?â

âWanna pull it or shall I?â

He shrugged. âbe my guest.â

Shadow approached the sword. He gripped the hilt and pulled. As soon as it was out, Wizâs voice was heard yelling, âAND WE HAVE A CHALLENGER!!!â

Wiz and the other Shadow appeared almost at the same time. The former was holding an identical sword and the latter just swore.

âI SAID NO BLOODSHED OR VIOLENCE ON HER GRAVE!â James yelled out in fury, drawing his handgun and leveling it on Wiz. âDROP THE SWORD!â

âI thought you wanted to kill me, James. I decided to give you a fair chance. Sword against sword. We can take this away if you like. But Iâm afraid you didnât pull the sword. Now, John Junior gets to fight me. Maybe, next time, Jamesâ

âEither no fight, or if there has to be one, I fight you. Hurt either of these two, and I will make your life painful.â James glared, his eyes dangerous.

âFine, you donât need all this sweet talk to persuade me. John, why donât you hand him the sword?â

âDonâtâ, the older Shadow commanded, âItâs probably a trapâ.

He nodded. âI know. Shadow, give me the sword.ââ

âIâm not much of a sword fighter anywayâ, the Janitor shrugged and approached James to give him the sword, âHere you areâ.

James reluctantly took it, and turned to Wiz. âYouâre in control, right? Take us somewhere other than here.â

âWe donât need to bother with that. Letâs just walk somewhereâ

After a moment of thinking, James came to a conclusion. âFine. Follow me.â He began to take a winding route out of town, and in around half an hour, they were in a forest clearing. âThis do?â

âSeems good to me. But Iâm afraid weâre running out of time. See ya after the time leap. We meet back hereâ

It was a good minute of silence before the world broke apart to be rebuilt into the area around the grave. The sword reappeared in Jamesâs hand almost immediately, and he sighed in anger.

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