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When her eyes opened again she felt the ground shook under her. Lana shook her head o clear it but nothing helped her case, even when her her vision cleared the ground shook. She felt light headed and then she saw he vision blur once again and the view changed. Under the serene Gazebo in the spring wind a youth sat by the lake with his pen running fast solving something with astounding accuracy and speed; His pen not pausing even for once. On his desk was a timer that was ticking with five minutes and 28 seconds remaining.She floated around the boy like a ghost, everything was out of her understanding.On one side he had a young woman who looked like a maid or nanny and on the other side a man who was most probably his examiner or teacher. He was intently staring at his work like he was to end the test the instant if one step was missed or written wrong.Behind him sat a man observing him with keen ardor not missing even a single movement. He sipped his tea leisurely seeing the boy
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