"What is that thing, anyway?" Nova wondered.
Finn kept his eyes on the enigmatic object on the pedestal, "I think it has something to do with the door–maybe a key to moving ahead."
"Positive?" Jasper asked.
"Assassin's hunch," Finn answered, keeping track of the rotating, sharp lines of metal while placing his hand close.
Charlotte worriedly watched, "Be careful, Finn."
"I know–I'm just figuring out the rhythm to this thing," he said, not looking away for a moment.
Like a cat watching its prey, he waited with his hand raised, cementing the pattern in his mind before–he swiped his hand through.
"Got it–" He claimed.
As soon as he managed to grab the sphere, he released a breath as the others let out sighs of relief of their own.
"Nice work, mate–" Jasper said.
