Flain was walking when suddenly he had a moment of hesitation. Three tiles in front of him – one lit up high, the second a bit lower, the third remained silent. He had three seconds. In his mind, he managed to visualize three possible combinations – and chose the most logical one.
He ran to the left tile, touched it, then passed through the center to the next one. His fingers barely touched it – and then... nothing. Absolute silence. The room froze. For a fraction of a second.
But then the light exploded again – this time in the air.
One tile was floating half a meter above, about half a meter larger than the others. Another one started to activate – two, three – each in a different place, each at a height. Flain jumped without hesitation. His bones didn't crack, but he landed hard. The tile beneath him reacted too late. He didn't falter. Immediately forward again.
