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Spencer remembered that Professor Deadmon worked at the museum not far from the college campus he used to go to. The museum was very old and had many strange artifacts. Inside he found Deadmon's office. Spencer knocked on the door and an old man with thick rimmed glasses and was wearing a tweed suit opened the door.

"Spencer, it's about time you showed up!" Spencer was a bit surprised by that small outburst but decided to ask questions later.

Inside the office were hundreds of old books and manuscripts. A large desk that was cluttered with papers and pens was off to the side. A couch that was also covered in books was facing the desk. "Have a seat Spencer."

Spencer pushed some off to the side of the couch to make a little space for him to sit in. "Spencer…you are aware that your abilities are becoming stronger correct?" Spencer nodded.

"So are mine…I spent years trying to understand…However I may have finally found what this visions are and maybe how to control it." Deadmon took at a old crate from under the desk and took out an old book. "This book was written by Sir Garffin, he too had the same abilities that we have. It dated back over five hundred years ago."

He opened the book to a page he bookmarked, "The power of sight is rare and only few know of its existence. Those who have it can see the plains of the world beyond ours. It is a world of shadows and chaotic whorl wind of time. From my journeys into the strange world I have found a spiral. The spiral is the core of knowledge and reality. If one can use it, he can change reality and the universe. It's a dangerous and almost impossible task; however few continue to try to obtain its power. However, more importantly, this spiral is the core of my abilities. It is this plain if time and shadow that I derive my power from."

Spencer and Darkmon looked at the book in awe. "I may not fully understand what he means, but it's clear that we can see this spiral world and it may have given us these powers for a reason. Last night I have a vision of a hooded man, he told me that the spiral was in great danger by a man who also has the sight but is wicked and corrupt."

Spencer sat down to try and understand all he was told. Darkmon walked up to him and put his hand on his shoulder. "Spencer I'll help you learn more about the sight but your friends can't know it could put them in great danger."

Spencer sighed, "I can't stay here long, I have a job to do and my team will know something is up."

Darkmon smiled, "Don't worry about it, I already have that figured out."

Darkmon grabbed Spencer wrist and closed his eyes, in a flash of white light they were in Spencer's apartment. Spencer whipped his head around dumbfounded.

"How did you…"

Darkmon laughed, "You have a lot of training to do Spencer. The sight gives us more power then you realize. Let's start with basics first."

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