"One day?"
The entire Book of Knowledge jumped up, all its pages trembling, as it incredulously stared at the time displayed on the prophetic surface.
"Why so soon?"
The puppet said quietly, "The quantification of the three stars has caused too great a disturbance; it makes the Dream Realm appear extremely threatening. The position of the Black Fog in the Spirit Realm is converging and pressing towards us, we will face the real darkness sooner than planned."
The Book of Knowledge wasn't unaware of this; it just didn't want to believe it was true.
"But, but this is too soon, one day... I haven't even started preparing, how can one day be enough..."
The puppet gently shook its head: "There's no one day; sunset is upon us."
The Book of Knowledge was as if struck by lightning, frozen in place.
Rod's heart also sank abruptly. He pulled out his pocket watch to see that the largest hand was close to dusk.
