But not just any original copy. The title jumps out at you in bold violet lettering—THE TRAP OF THE TRICKSTER.What. The. Fuck. Is this a dream? How ...n the world does this lady have a copy of the rarest of all gamebooks, and how did you not see it before? The Trap of the Trickster was an internet legend akin to Polybius. Rumors were that several of the endings were considered too sexual in nature. Parents complained. The entire printing run was burned except for a few copies thought to be lost. Hell, I'd been long and hard on more than one occasion, and through the years, it was getting worse. I'd taken the time to finish school and started applying for jobs. I avoided my wife more and more because I was bored, I was unhappy, and I just didn't want what was going on anymore. I'd spent more time with my step-daughter and her friends, I'd hang out, socialize, go to the mall, and just have fun. I never crossed a line, although at times, we did have inappropriate conversations, we'd gone. The crowd stopped yelling and everybody turned to look at Eddy.Eddy turned to the swamper and ordered, "Get a doctor for those injured men."The swamper ran out and Eddy turned back to the combatants. "OK, what's going on here?"All the fighters and some of the spectators started talking at once. Eddy shouted, "SHUT UP! ONE AT A TIME! YOU, WHAT HAPPENED?"The man he pointed to said, "Those four bastards jumped on poor Tommy and we ran over to defend him."At this, Eddy said, "OK, split up into the. . not Asian ... Chinese.Left turn on Ruby, right on Carrington and Abbie said, “Park.”Jim did.“You won’t need to lock up, Revered Grandfather has his people watching,” Abbie suggested.We entered through a private entrance and were escorted to the top floor. Plenty of incense and tobacco smoke.“No weapons,” said a young lady in response to a look from our escort.We were led through a hall and into a huge room. The figure propped up with many pillows beckoned Abbie forward. He was very old ....