Calm down, Andrew. Maybe it's because your hands are sweaty, I said to myself. I pulled the clock hard. It still didn't come off. It was really attached to my hand.

Maybe pouring water on it will work, I thought.

I went to the washroom and opened the tap. And my other hand got glued with the tap.

The words of Magical Michael whirred through my mind. Was he doing all this? I was just thinking this when my hand got free from the bedside clock. After a few more seconds, my other hand also got free from the tap. Right at that moment, my phone buzzed. Who will send me a message at this time of night? I thought. I read the message on my mobile phone, and couldn't believe it. The message read:

" So are you enjoying your sticky hands? You asked me what I can do and I did what I can do.

-Magical Michael"