Blake now understood that his race was more than he had ever imagined. The ability to manipulate time was something he never thought was possible. In all the memories he had gained, he did not remember anything that talked about time manipulation.
Blake left the basement room and walked back out onto the street, deep in thought. If he was thinking correctly, then in order to leave this place, he would need to break time and space. Blake suddenly came to a stop in the middle of the road. "That's it!"
He felt like an idiot! When Larse said that the meaning was right in front of him and all he had to do was look, he meant exactly those words. Space and time were all around. It was literally right in front of him. He only needed to look and manipulate it to pass his trial!
