I'm in a heap of trouble. In our last adventure Uncle Timothy, and the 7 other miscreants we thought we were rid of escaped the prison we stuck them in. They were on the loose callin themselves the Revengers.
They had the power of the dark force behind through the spirit of Foul Manchu the, worst criminal China had ever known. As far as we could tell he was givin them powers equal to ours, power fer power.
They were doin everthin they could get through that shield of invincibility of mine and we knew it was only a matter of time until they did. They'd already shown us they'd shoot my arms and legs to pieces as soon as I was no longer protected.
I was workin my brain to a frazzle tryin to find a way to escape. The Merlins was workin theirs 't a frazzle too, tryin to help me. It was a race against time and what we didn't know was who the clock was tickin faster fer, us or them.