Chapter 8, 2032, unchartered Island, 2pm

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Over the past few months I had mastered my powers to a point that had clearly surprised Leroy. "Y'know I reckon it'd be 'bout time ya go an' stop 'im" Leroy tells me as we sip coctails on the beach "really?" I ask "yep" he replies. "ahem, I mean you're clearly ready and their isn't anything else I can teach you... I think" Leroy mumbles the last part making it almost inaudible. We decide to go to 2056 in the morning tomorrow.

"Ready" Leroy asks me after breakfast, I nod weakly, truth be known I was about to freak out out, but I ain't shwoing Leroy that. "Hold on then" he says grabbing my arm and taking us to the year 2056.

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