[CENTER][IMG][/IMG][/CENTER] [color=darkred][center][size=5][font=arialblack][b]~ ALL HOPE LOST ~[/size][/color][/font][/b][/center] [i]Magic’s heart leaped into his chest like a rabbit being flung from an eight-foot high catapult. One minute he was speaking with Jude and Bill about some trivial subject on their way through I-75 to get to Cincy, and after a few unfortunate isolated moments later involving a toilet and empty toilet roll on a a desolated rest stop, the Pied Piper’s bombarding ambush for the Book of Merlin was underway. As a long boot shadow eclipsed over Magic’s location, the Hardcore Houdini looked up through the windowed ceiling and saw the incoming stomp.[/i]