What could we do now? The notebook disappeared and we didn’t even know who stole it and what he or she could do. Lucy sat down at a big and comfortable purple chair with her hand on her chin. Nothing came to my mind, not even the slightest idea. Minutes later, Lucy stood up and with her hand asked me to follow her. I obeyed and we got out of the palace.



‘We have to go to France.’ She told me.

‘For what?’ I asked her. She was going to take me on a trip and didn’t have money to spare.

‘Just follow me. I’ll tell you once there.’ She told me and started floating from the floor. She was… FLYING. I didn’t know why it surprised me. Nothing made sense in that invented world.

‘Use your flying bike.’ She suggested me and I mounted on my aerobike.



Three hours later, we were in Versailles, France. The golden gates, the magnificent red and cream walls, the hypnotizing fountains, the eternal gardens, and the blue and golden roofs disappeared. A brown gothic palace without windows stood before us. The rich flora disappeared and the earth was dry and yellow. The fountains were replaced with statues of an ugly figure that looked like an alien.



‘What did they make to this place?’ I asked. I was astonished the first time I was there. I had my mouth open for like 10 minutes.

‘It doesn’t matter. We have to get into the palace and steal the mirror.’ She told me and ran towards the palace. She tricked two grey figures that opened the gates for us. The front garden of the palace was heavily guarded and it wasn’t possible to pass it without a fight.

Lucy materialized out of the blue a long wand made of purple shards with a big diamond on top of it. She pronounced a formula and hit the floor with her wand. A shock wave expanded throughout the front garden that transformed the alien guards into insects. We headed to the entrance and stopped by the door.



‘Now we’ll have to fight.’ Lucy opened the door and shot fireballs from her hands, hitting guards. I hid behind statues and tried to shoot the guards that were coming towards us, but I missed all of them, whereas my friend hit without difficulty everything that stood in our way.

While we went upstairs, more guards came in our way, but I still could not get a single shot. Lucy was doing the entire job as if she had been practicing magic for years. We advanced through those brown corridors that were like mud and crossed orange statues that resembled the same figure. The scarlet lights had the shape of claws that were about to catch you and or mouths that wanted to eat you. However, Lucy wasn’t scared at all. She was determined to recover her notebook.

We stopped by a big door with orange details. Lucy told me to get cover and with both of her hands, she shot a powerful projectile that blasted the door. Inside the room, with a coffin-shaped table, the scary chandeliers we had seen before, and other valuables, an alien with long brown hair, who was wearing a tight black, short top and skirt, was waiting for us with an eye-shaped object.

‘Were you looking for this?’ She told us with a mocking tone.


© Jero Gandini