He forced himself up with a grunt, kneeling in the dirt with his head hanging, his ears ringing. He reached out and gingerly touched the pedestal with one hand. Nothing. No effect whatso-
The world was yanked away, solid objects becoming streaks of colour until they were ripped apart, leaving Harry in an endless void of stars. Suddenly, the pains in his body were gone as well.
Harry stood…on nothing.
Biting his lower lip, he squinted and turned his head to scan his surroundings. “Is anyone there?” he asked, taking a few steps forward. “My name is Harry Carlson, and I came here to gain the-”
“Knowledge of the ancients?”
The voice made him jump.
When he turned, his own grandfather was standing before him in the void. David Carlson was a tall man who wore a pair of black overalls over a
