I picked up the beat-up-looking blade. Then, I squinted at Lee. Is he lying? What’s going on? Nothing looked particularly remarkable about the weapon in my hand. “And what will this do?” I asked. “Can my dagger time travel anyone?” “Yes, it can. Take it.” He waved his hands at me and glanced past my shoulder at the window. The top of the full moon peeked through the trees beneath a darkening sky. “You will be able to use it soon.” “Thank you.
Braindead behaviour
