He had entered a contest a while back, nothing extrodinary, he'd never won anything in his life.
For the fastest learner and adapter, no experience nessasary
, the signs read.
He was a quick one, Harold. From his credentials he was immediately accepted. And they put him here. As a test, he thought originally, but now it was becomming more aggravating. One white marble staircase going up, and an escalator going down.
"Shouldn't it be the other way around?" he thought silently.
He pulled out a coin, never being good at decisions himself, and flipped. Heads up, tails down... Heads. Harold picked it up and gave it another flip, just to be sure... Heads. He picked it up and looked at it. Double headed. All he had was his magic props!
"This is going to be a long day," he though silently. And looked...