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Chapter 35

           "Imean,itshouldbeimpossiblesometimesyoudon’tlookveryhardforthingsyoudon’tbelievewillorcanhappen."

           Theythrewtherestoftherocks,aimingattheoriginalspotandeveryincharoundit.ToThomas’ssurprise,thespotinwhichtherocksdisappearedprovedonlytobeafewfeetsquare.

           "Nowonderwemissedit,"Minhosaid,furiouslywritingdownnotesanddimensions,hisbestattemptatadiagram."It’skindofsmall."

           "TheGrieversmustbarelyfitthroughthatthing."Thomaskepthiseyesrivetedtotheareaoftheinvisiblefloatingsquare,tryingtoburnthedistanceandlocationinhismind,rememberexactlywhereitwas."Andwhentheycomeout,theymustbalanceontherimoftheholeandjumpovertheemptyspacetotheCliffedgeit’snotthatfar.IfIcouldjumpit,I’msureit’seasyforthem."

           Minhofinisheddrawing,thenlookedupatthespecialspot."How’sthispossible,dude?What’rewelookingat?"

           "Likeyousaid,it’snotmagic.Mustbesomethinglikeourskyturninggray.Somekindofopticalillusionorhologram,hidingadoorway.Thisplaceisalljackedup."And,Thomasadmittedtohimself,kindofcool.Hismindcravedtoknowwhatkindoftechnologycouldbebehinditall.

           "Yeah,jackedupisright.Comeon."Minhogotupwithagruntandputonhisbackpack."BettergetasmuchoftheMazerunaswecan.Withournewdecoratedsky,maybeotherweirdthingshavehappenedoutthere.We’lltellNewtandAlbyaboutthistonight.

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