"When you keep getting exponentially more? Real soon. Nearly instantly." Elan [Compute shop] says, shaking a haunted abacus. "We formed the court a few weeks in."
The boy nods. He takes Aaron's hand, leading him up to the platform where the lady is. He gives it a soft squeeze, whispering a last "Good luck," before walking away, turning back to give one final sad smile, then disappearing into the crowd.
The boy walks up to Delind. "What... what's happening?"
The lady plunges her hand into the bowl. "First contestant is..." She pauses for suspense...
"DELIND!"
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A short, redheaded boy, around 12, walks into the crowd. He glances around, nervous. "What's going on..." He whispers, scared.