Chapter 3

 

 

By: Sheldon Hoffman

 

  

  We were all silent for a few minutes; we were

 

 so shocked we couldn’t speak. Then at last the

 

 shock of what had just happened wore off and I

 

 spoke up, “So what do we do now?” I asked.

 

   

  “Well, we’ve been here longer than you have

 

 and Arcanus got a chance to tell us a little

 

 more than he told you, so we found out more

 

 about where we are not a whole lot more but a

 

bit.” Mystik said. I could tell by what she

 

 just said that she was our new leader. 

 

  

  “So tell me what he told you that he didn’t

 

tell me then?” I asked her.   

  

  “That we have to complete the mission as

 

quick as we can and that the edge is the

 

 actually edge of the universe not just a place

 

 of mind boggling rooms.” explained Mystik.

 

      

   “How are we going to find out what our

 

mission is then?” Asrar asked.

  

   “I don’t know.” she said ashamedly.

 

  

   “Well, I think that we should go out side of

 

 this strange tower and see if there are any

 

 clues to lead us to where we have to go.” I

 

said slowly.

    

   “Seems like as good an idea as any.” Asrar

 

 agreed.

 

  

   “Ok but if we don’t find anything then we

 

 should come back inside okay?” Mystik asked.

  

   So we left the tower in agreement and

 

 decided to look for any clues of where to go

 

next. While we walked out I tried to figure

 

out where all the mist was coming from in this

 

 place. I came to the conclusion it was come

 

 from outside. Where the outside mist was

 

 coming from I’ll never know. So we walked out

 

 into the misty world of the edge again (well

 

 actually it was entrance I don’t think any of

 

 us were prepared for the real edge.)

 

  

   The building truly was a magnificent bit of

 

architecture it almost looks some giant took a

 

 straight tower and twisted it like paper. The

 

 tower was made from grey bricks and was the

 

 tallest structure I had ever seen.    

    We walked through the mist and searched

 

around the tower. As we searched for some sign

 

 we heard a chorus of musical laughter. It

 

 sounded deep and jolly like the Father

 

Christmas laugh you here on television around

 

 Christmas. We all looked around us to see

 

 where the voice was coming from. The laugh

 

 soon became very haunting almost evil. We

 

continued to look around us and couldn’t see

 

 where the voice was coming from.   

    “Where is that terrible laugh coming from,”

 

 Mystik cried out.

  

    “I don’t know but we have to find it and

 

make it stop or I fear that we will all go

 

 mad,” Asrar replied.

  

     It was true the sound was beginning to take

 

 my senses away. I kept searching but all I

 

could see was the silvery mist. My vision was

 

 beginning to go fuzzy when I looked up and saw

 

 what looked like a joker on a playing card.

 

 The clothes he was wearing where half black

 

 half white. He was high up on the tower just

 

 sitting on a ledge about half way up,

 

laughing.

  

    “He’s up there on the ledge,” I shouted to

 

 the others.

  

     They both whirled around instantly. I could

 

 see the contorted look of anguish on there

 

 faces. I tried not to concentrate on the

 

horrendous laughing as I thought of something

 

 to say to the joker. But before I could say

 

 something to the joker Asrar spoke.

  

    “Who are you and why are you torturing us?”

 

       The laughing stopped and the silence was

 

 beautiful. I looked up waiting for the joker

 

 to reply but, he was gone.

  

    “Where’d he go?” I asked

 

  

    “Right behind you.” A voice calmly replied.

 

 I quickly turned around and to my surprise the

 

 joker was standing right behind me.

      “What …how… “I stuttered.   

    “Don’t think how just know that it happened.

 

 When you are in the Edge you will go crazy if

 

 you think about how. Know it happened and

 

believe it.” The joker replied.

 

     “Who are you?” Mystik asked.

 

  

     “Me, why I’m your guide!” the Joker said in

 

 reply.