Water Tank
The curtain was completely drawn open. Michel’s eyes grew wide and nearly popped out, his mouth dropped open. “Mom! Dad! Uncle!”
In front of him was a huge glass water tank, like illusionists use, filled to the brim with water, with his parents and uncle inside, trying their hardest to break the glass and escape. There was no hope, and there was no Romain. Michel’s parents and uncle tried splashing and fighting to get out.
“Get them out!” Michel screamed. The Master stood next to him. Michel writhed and wriggled, trying to free himself from the straps. “Let me go!”
Duke tried to force open the cage door and then started to bite at the bars.
“Close the curtain, Mr Flagstad.”
“No! Let them out! You have to!”
Michel’s mom put a hand flat onto the glass and her eyes locked on
