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<font color=teal>The Talented One<br><font color=p
- Joined
- Dec 6, 2000
For at the moment while Oliver was recounting his journey into the magic lair of the pin gods, lightning struck the bell tower located at the top of the auditorium. The sound was deafening as people rushed for cover fearing that the building would begin to crumble. The lights flashed like the dance floor at a discotheque going on and off like a strobe causing all the motion in the room to look as if it were standing still. In all the excitement, no one happened to notice the man in the woolen pants and tweed jacket emerge from the shadows. He quietly and calmly made his way onto the stage approaching Mr. Phinnius. Oliver of course was oblivious to the mans presence instead focusing his attention on making sure those in the audience were safe and to try to restore order to this chaos. As he turned, there stood the man in the tweed jacket and during a flash of the lights their eyes met. You! exclaimed Oliver. Yes professor, we meet again. I believe you have something that belongs to me. Perhaps you would be so kind to give it to me so that I may be on my way. The man said calmly. I have no idea what you are talking about. Said an agitated Oliver P. Phinnius. His eyes were nervously looking back and forth trying to plot his escape. The man sensed this and grasped Olivers arm. I think you need to come with me professor. Insisted the man. A brief struggle ensued but ultimately the man who was younger and much stronger than Oliver forced Phinnius from the stage and out the door into the raging storm.
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