He was convincing, sure, but that didn't change the facts. Charity stared off towards the lake, her face scrunching as she imagined how a player might look after hitting the ground. Mangled... bloody... maybe with a dented head? Did people get dents in their heads after falling from large heights? She felt her stomach turn.

"And it... works... every time?" she asked, a concerned expression on her freckled face as she glanced over at the boy.

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