Reverse Ep.3

Paul gaped. It looked just like any other walking stick or staff, but he felt an aura of power radiating from it. It was a dark blue colour, with Black stripes up the sides. At the top, there was a silvery orb. Inside, was a strange glowing mist that Paul somehow knew could snap his mind in an instant. He stumbled forward and picked it up. As soon as his hands touched it, the silver started spinning rapidly. Inside it, the mist had cleared to reveal a scene that seemed somewhat familiar. It him a moment to realise that this was his sixteenth birthday. He gazed upon the picture fondly, remembering the happiness of that day. Then, the scene changed and he was looking at two young sleeping in a dorm in what looked like his old college. And then it became his trip to Spain. And then finally, it became his mother’s funeral. Paul’s heart clenched and he thought Back a bit please. The staff must have bonded with his brain because it zoomed back to two weeks before, when his mother was fine and dandy. Paul knew this was it, so tried the last step to use the staff. He cleared his mind of all thoughts, and then spoke out the word of power. “Reverse. . .”