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"D'you have any food to spare? We're starving," Conor said at the same time in a desperate attempt tochange the subject."The fishing pond's that way," Ludlow said. "Get Marlon to catch something for you if you want. Keepyour fucking hands off our own food."Marlon James was in charge of the fishing. No one else seemed able to catch any fish; the little thingswere smart enough to swim away from signs of life.They had considerably larger difficulty in telling the difference between Marlon and an inanimate object.Most of the time, they were too late.**The fishing hole was located farther back in the cave, where the air was warm enough for liquid water toflow. Kip dropped down beside it and got his much wanted drink."...You're... disturbing the fish," Marlon said in mild protest.The fish in question were strange eyeless creatures that looked more than slightly alien, but Ludlowclaimed that they were edible, and no one wished to argue.Throwing the fish through the flames proved to be a most inefficient – albeit fun – way of getting themcooked, and they finally resorted to acting like civilised humans and placing the fish next to the othercooking fish.They tasted like chicken.**Group D: Neo, Eddie, not-TimEventually, not-Tim got off the bed and headed for the door. Neo stepped aside to let him pass,watching as he went into the common room.Crackly noises were soon heard from that direction. Not-Tim poked his head out. "Anybody hungry?"he asked.Neo looked at Eddie and motioned out at the corridor before going out himself, hands in pockets. Eddiegot up and joined them.A small pile of potato chips, biscuits and other assorted snacks were on the kitchen counter."Lunch," not-Tim explained. "I don't think they've resumed the food supply."Eddie picked up a packet of chips and tore it open."The cooks might still be there," Neo said. "We could ask them-""Then they'll know I'm here. They'd take me away and leave you two behind.""Who was that old man just now?" Neo asked."I don't know. He says his name is Dem.""What does he want with you?"A pause. "He wants me never to have come here," not-Tim said. "Apparently it interfered with his plansfor multiverse domination or something. He said he could... rewind time, back a week, and this time Idon't set foot here. So the whole operation continues, more of you get brought over, get killed now andthen by the public...""And if you say no, he kills us anyway?""Yeah. But it's twenty or thirty lives against thousands." Not-Tim ripped open a packet of coffee with abit too much force.