CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
I stared uncomprehendingly at Uncle Jake’s corpse. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Uncle Jake was dead, for the second time. Even if he was just a clone, he was still my Uncle.
Mecha Knight, to my frustration, did not seem especially concerned by this. He simply lowered his blade and stepped aside, not even looking at Uncle Jake’s body as it bled out all over the floor. In the background, I could still hear the timer counting down. It sounded like we had about five minutes left, but that was the furthest thing from my mind right now.
“You killed him!” I screamed. “You murdered my uncle! You monster!”
Mecha Knight did not respond, nor would he get a chance to, because Seth’s eyes flew open at that moment and he sat upright.
“Ow,” said Seth. He was rubbing his
