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ack at <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>rs and gave a weird grin. "Wanna check out <strong>the</strong> fourth floor of Block F? Chance of alifetime!""If th<strong>is</strong> <strong>is</strong> Kenselton, all <strong>the</strong> machines that brought us over should be around, right?" Julian asked as <strong>the</strong>ystarted walking towards <strong>the</strong> stairwell, pointedly ignoring Griffin. "Top floor," he continued. "That's wherewe arrived. Let's go <strong>the</strong>re."Griffin looked d<strong>is</strong>appointed that no one else seemed interested in v<strong>is</strong>iting <strong>the</strong> fourth floor of Block F."Lights are on," Scott commented redundantly as <strong>the</strong>y entered <strong>the</strong> lift lobby, <strong>the</strong> dead, static glow of <strong>the</strong>lamp casting <strong>the</strong>ir shadows on <strong>the</strong> wall.Ron hit <strong>the</strong> call button for <strong>the</strong> lift. The lighted numbers above it showed it slowly descending from <strong>the</strong>forty-second floor."At least <strong>the</strong> elevator still works," Kevin said in American.The lift arrived, its doors opening.Griffin strolled in. Julian looked at <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>rs, <strong>the</strong>n went in, <strong>the</strong> rest following after. The door shut on<strong>the</strong>m, and <strong>the</strong>y slowly rose up to <strong>the</strong> top floor and whatever it might hold."Hello!" Dem said, appearing out of nowhere."Stay away from us!" Neo shouted.**Group D: Neo, Eddie, not-Tim"I don't think I will, Mr. Anderson," Dem said. "Now excuse us for a moment-" He grabbed not-Tim, and<strong>the</strong> both of <strong>the</strong>m van<strong>is</strong>hed from <strong>the</strong> room.<strong>Not</strong>-Tim wrested h<strong>is</strong> arm out of Dem's grip, and met no res<strong>is</strong>tance; <strong>the</strong>y were already at <strong>the</strong>irdestination, a small, cosy room with two comfortable squashy armchairs."Sit down," Dem offered."No thanks, I'll stand."Dem shrugged and sat down. "I suppose you still haven't changed your mind?"No response."All right. How about I change <strong>the</strong> deal a little. Do what I told you, and I'll ensure that all of yourcharacters survive. Even <strong>the</strong> dead ones. Turn back <strong>the</strong> clock – <strong>the</strong>y don't have to die th<strong>is</strong> time. Jjaks.Alex. Jack. Of course, I'll probably have to make it up with o<strong>the</strong>r people, but you don't need to worryabout those. They've got nothing to do with you. What do you say to that?"No response.Dem took out a most excellently tasty bit of cheese from h<strong>is</strong> pocket and munched on it. One of <strong>the</strong> greatthings about interdimensional travel <strong>is</strong> that you can get <strong>the</strong> best cheese in <strong>the</strong> multiverse."I'm sure you've noticed something by now," he said. "None of your characters came from where youleft <strong>the</strong>m. Most are slightly older, some are slightly younger. Ted's only fifteen, because of... events thathappened a while back that put a different time marker on h<strong>is</strong> universe when <strong>the</strong> machine hooked on toit. Neo hasn't fin<strong>is</strong>hed <strong>the</strong> sequel storylines, same reason."O<strong>the</strong>rs have started families. These are real people, Keanu. They have lives outside of <strong>the</strong> two hoursyou gave <strong>the</strong>m. They have friends and family who care about <strong>the</strong>m and would like to know where<strong>the</strong>y've d<strong>is</strong>appeared to. It's been a week. The universes were locked in temporal sync when <strong>the</strong>y gottaken. A week here, a week <strong>the</strong>re. There are a lot of parents out <strong>the</strong>re sick with worry-"<strong>Not</strong>-Tim gave a cynical laugh. "How's th<strong>is</strong> supposed to convince me to allow even more people to betaken?"

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