I hope we don't wind up back to handoffs, wasted more time helping people back in the day. I assumed all the scammers had died of old age, maybe their kids are around now.
Khaladon starts to turn the crystal knob, but stops with a frightened look on his face. He begins shaking uncontrollably and flies across the room, as though by some invisible force.
**SPLAT!!** Khaladon careens off the far wall, slides down the smooth wood panelling and collapses into a quivering heap on the floor, with only his dignity bruised.