‘Stand very still.’
There was a clicking sound as the door closed behind me. I crossed the room and took my place.
‘Stand very still.’
I held my sword up above my head, as though poised to strike. My opponent, standing a few feet away, took the same stance.
‘Perfect,’ said Jamie, sticking both thumbs up. He looked as though he was trying to flag down a car that had already parked on top of him. I mean, come on. Double thumbs up? Who does he think he is, Paul McCartney? He grinned moronically before disappearing behind the white screen. A moment later the …
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