After lunch, I raced back into the training room with a new enthusiasm. Master Skywalker had told me one time that the best kind of medicine was a good, hot meal. As I leaped from foot to foot with new fire in my blood and an invigorated spirit, I had to agree with him.

"Snips, are you ready for this one? I think this one is going to challenge you the most." Anakin said, holding me down with one hand as I bounced with excitement.

I stopped, my eagerness diminishing. "What do you mean by that?"

"Well, let's just say you're a bit impetuous at times." he said, with a smile. I shot him a look. "I'm only as good as my teacher."

He scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Regardless, this level was specifically designed to deal with your impulsiveness."

"Bring it on!" I exclaimed.

When I woke, my eyes widened in shock. There was nothing, absolutely nothing in the room. My utility belt sat in the middle of the room, unblocked, unguarded. The path to it and the wall was unobstructed. My hands, my wrists, my ankles, nothing was bound or restrained.

I picked myself up off the floor. Something is wrong. I thought, standing and looking around. No, no, I can't over think this, I just have to go for it.

I looked around for a moment and took a tentative step forward. Nothing happened. So I broke into a run, but I barley got a few meters before my skin started to burn. I pulled back, startled.

I moved forward again, and the same section, the same patch of flesh on my arm started to smoke and burn with an agonizing consuming fire.

"What's going on?" I yelled. "Skyguy! Help!" I cried. I got down on all fours and tried to back up, but I felt the same sensation on my ankles, my boots began to smoke and turn black.

Terrified, I pulled my feet back and curled up in a ball on the floor.

"Skyguy just end it! Please just end it! I can't do it!"

I felt a sharp crack on the back of my skull, and I passed out.

When I woke, Anakin was standing over me, wiping my face with a cool rag.

"Ugh," I groaned. "Wha happened?"

He handed me a canteen and I drank deeply. "You were too impulsive. I told you, the level was designed to curb your tendency to act without thinking."

I sighed and rubbed the back of my neck with one hand. "You didn't have to hit me so hard."

He smiled. "But I did. The burning you felt, was a hallucination. Brought on by the drugs you came in contact with."

I needed no words. One look, and I made sure he knew how unbelievably pissed I was.

"I told you the levels would get harder Snips."

I rolled my eyes. "Somehow, the term 'hallucinogenic drug' didn't come to mind. Ever."

He smirked. "Remember what I told you Ahsoka, expect the unexpected."

I resisted the urge to flip him off. Instead I folded my arms in front of my chest. "I'm done playing your game Skyguy."

He gave me a very pointed look. "C'mon Ahsoka, just give it one more shot."

I sighed. "Fine. I'll try again." I conceded. "But you have to give me a hint."

He thought for a moment. "Alright. But if I give you a hint, you have to finish the game, deal?"

I thought it over, knowing that I had little option. "Deal."

"Good. You ready to play?"

"Ah, ah, ah. My hint." I demanded.

"Oh right, that." he cleared his throat. "Let's just say that sometimes you can see more with your eyes shut."

I only had a moment to consider the hint before I sunk back into another drug induced sleep.

When I woke, I got to my feet slowly, very slowly, trying to figure out the clue Master Skywalker had given me.

My belt was in the same place as before, and as before, I was not bound in any way.

I fought the impulse to jump in as I had before, instead, thinking about my hint.

Sometimes you can see more with your eyes shut? What could that mean? You can't see if your eyes are shut, it's all darkness.

Darkness.

Using the Force, I extended one hand and flipped the light switch to the off position.

Immediately the room filled with light. But not from the glow rods, but from the lines criss- crossing the room, giving off a ghostly green glow.

Ah ha! Those lasers must contain the drug. I just have to maneuver through them.

Utilizing my skills as an acrobat, I expertly jumped and tumbled through the maze of lasers, coming to rest perfectly on both feet on the other side of the room, utility belt in hand.

Smiling, I clicked it on, and with a deliberately slowed pace, tapped my hands on the wall.

Anakin came out to congratulate me, if with a smug expression and sarcastic tone. I set my hands on my hips proudly, but something still lingered in the back of my mind.

My greatest challenge was yet to come.