Since then,Jacob lived with Alan ,his uncle, a man in his mid-fourties. Every night, Alan told Jacob a night-time story,about the trips through time that he had gone.Jacob always thought all of the stories are made up. Alan always kept a steel box on his shelf. Jacob wanted to open it,but was warned not to dare open it.
Until one day, Alan went to sleep, but forgot to lock the glistening box.Jacob slipped into the room with ease, and carefully opened the lid of the box.
What he saw filled him with astonishment;he was eighteen but he never saw anything like this.There was a futuristic black sphere, an electronic baton , and several curved knives , along with a deck of cards. The knives and the cards were definitely not the ones that we normally see in the shops ; they emit an eerie purple aura. In words, they are quite futuristic.
Jacob only had a glimpse of what is inside the box.He was startled by the clutch on his shoulder. Alan caught Jacob red -handed. Alan took the box down and told Jacob to sit on his bed.
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