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Chapter 3- Clash of the Titans Nick burst though the mist and the blue, rolling across hard tiles until he crashed against a wall. He didn’t move for several seconds, inspecting himself for injury. Both his mind and his body felt like mush. The bright sunlight hung over him like an interrogation lamp. “Wow, a dead body!” a small voice squealed. “Let’s poke him with a stick!” Nick wanted to make a sound, scream, cry, something but his throat was dry and his head was spinning. He wasn’t even able to open his mouth until he felt a sharp jab into his side. He leaped up, feeling like he was shot. “Hey!