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    And there it was, their destination.
    It was another courtyard lined with exhibits. What made this courtyard different was that it had this huge, gaping hole at its center from where Noel and Trevor had smashed through it an hour before.
    "Where are you, Gramps?" Estelle asked as she ran towards it.
    "I'm to your left. I'm right next to you. I'm still holding a..."
    Shawnacy snatched them both up, a blazing-azure Brock at her side.
    The four of them disappeared down the hole.
    The surrounding crowd applauded. Now that's what they called a show.