Frisbee!
"Haha!" he shouts. "I am the TIME CONTROLLER! I am the
only one who can control time! So much for you returning to the past!
What to do now?
You take the piece of metal and throw it. You hear a small
"Clunk. Ouch!" You find a bump-headed elf. "What was
that for? Here's your dumb little frisbee." As he gives it back,
he purposely breaks it. White light and pixie dust flies out. He is
surrounded by the stuff and then it all goes into him.
