The slot machine gun segment is brilliant for highlighting Layton's ingenuity in an interactive way while also subtly demonstrating how dangerous someone like him would be if he lacked his sense of morals.
What if? What if Luke had been injured in the Casino?
The thugs fired the guns around. The Professor and Luke were hidden behind a slot machine.
'We're surrounded Professor!' He yelled with a tint of fear in his voice.
'Calm yourself Luke, I have a plan!' The Professor told him and ran out of the cover.
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'But wait! Where are you going?' He called out after him. He made to move but was stopped when a round almost hit his head. He cowered below his hat and shook. He couldn't let the Professor go out there alone. He took in a breath and stood up. He could see the Professor and his future self talking ahead. He wanted to help. He peered around the corner and saw a few members of The Family. He ran out to give the Professor the time he needed to make his escape.
'OI! Over here!' He yelled waving his arms. The thugs turned around and cocked their weapons.
'Luke! What on earth are you doing?' The Professor yelled at him. Luke took no notice as he kept distracting the men with guns. He dodged out of the way of oncoming bullets. He crouched behind a roulette table and it exploded into splinters above his head. He made sure that he could still see the Professor from his view. He put his thumbs up to signal he was okay. The Professor looked beside himself with worry.
'Trust me!' He said. Although the Professor couldn't hear him he could read his lips. He swallowed and nodded. Luke smiled and nodded back. He rolled out from his hiding place whilst Future Luke and the Professor got to work on their Slot Machine Gun.
The Family were getting restless with the boy and turned their attention to the men building the contraption. Luke noticed this. He watched as one of them cocked their weapon again and aimed for the Professor's head.
'PROFESSOR, watch out!' Luke shouted. Layton looked up in time and saw Luke shove the thug to the side so that the round hit the slot machine above him. Future Luke and Layton had just finished the weapon when Layton saw the worst thing ever. Luke was being pinned up by the throat and a knife pressed to his stomach. The distraction from the boy being tortured was enough for Future Luke to pour coins into the gun. Layton fired the gun up and started to shoot at the man who had Luke. He jumped in surprise resulting in the knife sliding into Luke like a knife with butter. Luke's eyes went wide. The men started to retreat.
After they had gone they needed to get out of the casino. Layton scooped Luke up in his arms and ran with him and Future Luke back to the hotel. He laid the small quivering boy on the sheets. Future Luke was looking worried.
'Professor, we need to get him to the hospital!' he enquired. Layton looked up. He was pale but the boy was paler. He nodded solemnly and carried the semi-unconscious to the train station and to the hospital, hoping and praying to God that he would be okay…
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Luke awoke to sunlight streaming across his face. He turned to his side thinking that he was back in the Professors flat in his room and that the whole future thing had been a crazy dream. He opened his eyes and everything was blurry. His stomach was in immense pain. He groaned and tried to sit up. He felt a reassuring had on his shoulders forcing him back onto the bed.
'Professor, I had the strangest dream…' Luke recalled his voice quiet.
'Oh really? What was that then?' He asked with a smile relieved that Luke had finally come around. He resisted every urge to pull the boy into his arms and give him a hug. Luke's eyes were closed. He snuggled into the pillow.
'I dreamt we went into future London and I met my future self.' He said. Layton sighed, hating to burst the young boys bubble.
'We are in future London Luke.' Luke's eyes snapped open and he gasped.
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'Then what happened at the Casino was real?' He asked. A pain in his stomach confirmed that. He cringed at the pain and bent over. Layton was over to side in a flash.
'Now Luke, you need to take it easy!' Layton reassured. Luke nodded, his face scrunching up and paling as another wave of pain hit him. He groaned. Layton did something he hadn't done since Luke was a toddler. He rubbed his stomach. Luke leaned into the touch and closed his eyes. The Professor embraced him as he cringed and felt the boy shaking.
'Shh,' he whispered. Luke grabbed onto the Professor's coat and bunched the material in his fists. Layton realised that the boy was crying.
'I'm sorry for doing that Professor, I just wanted to help you,' he explained, his breathing ragged. Layton comforted him a bit more.
'It's okay Luke, I forgive you.' He whispered. Luke sighed against the Professors chest and opened his eyes to look into the Professor's. He smiled.
'Thank-you.'