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There were no flippers. Just a single, infinite pinball field that stretched into a starry void. The ball was a comet. The bumpers were dying suns. The goal: hit the ramp before the black hole in the center of the table ate your ball.

They weren't balls. They were marbles of pure light. pinball fx 2 tables

Leo caught one. It burned with the word: . There were no flippers

“You have to hit the ramp with both our balls at the same time,” his father’s voice whispered, dry and distant. “One from your timeline. One from mine.” ” his father’s voice whispered