.... you was in a strange room, with your little brother still asleep at your feet. The room itself looked old, yet plain, with no distinguishing features other than a small, handwritten note. Gulping, you ignored the note, and shook Joe awake. He was not impressed.
"What are you thinking?" Joe demanded, grumpily getting up from where he laid.
"Of I'm right, we're in trouble" you said, picking up the note. Even before you finished, you said, "We're in trouble.."
"What is going on? Where are we?" Joe demanded.
"We're in a place referred to as the gauntlet. Its a big, mansion that basically full of techno-magical traps that would force a person to choose their destiny" you said, worried.
"I already told dad..."
"Its not just dad. Mom too would have had to agree for you to be sent in. Still, I guess it would neutralize any tension between them. Mom won't think dad is trying anything shady, and dad won't think mom will turn you into a little girl"
"Gina, get us out of here" Joe demanded.
"I can't. My own abilities have been depressed. Only my knowledge remains" you said, as Joe opened the only door from the room. You both saw you was on the ground floor of the mansion, not far from front door. There were at least eight other doors on this level, plus whatever was above, since it was clear the mansion was at least three stories tall. Shaking his head, Joe walked over to the door...
"Wait! Don't touch the handle. It'll be trapped for sure" you warned.
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