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The Where in <strong>the</strong> Multiverse am I? Afterlife<strong>Not</strong>-Tim fin<strong>is</strong>hed signing <strong>the</strong> autograph and passed <strong>the</strong> dodgy Matirx DVD back to an ecstatic Taxon."<strong>Whoa</strong>," he said in awe.<strong>Not</strong>-Tim nodded towards <strong>the</strong> computer. "Now look <strong>the</strong>m up.""Huh? Oh. Yeah." Grinning, Taxon put <strong>the</strong> DVD aside and typed at <strong>the</strong> computer. Suddenly h<strong>is</strong> facefell. "Uh-oh."<strong>Not</strong>-Tim gave a start. "What happened?"Taxon shrugged. "The intranet <strong>is</strong> down. We've been having all sorts of problems since we switched toWindows V<strong>is</strong>ta... ah, <strong>the</strong>re we go. Okay." He glanced at <strong>the</strong> sheet of paper that not-Tim had handed tohim and typed in <strong>the</strong> first name. "Right," he said a short while later. "Jack Traven <strong>is</strong> kind of, um, a dog."<strong>Not</strong>-Tim choked on <strong>the</strong> oxygen in h<strong>is</strong> mouth. "What?""...Yep. Alex's dog, in fact.""What?""Hey, I'm not <strong>the</strong> one responsible. Don't worry, he's happy. Eating well, and he'll soon be fully toilettrained."<strong>Not</strong>-Tim put h<strong>is</strong> head in h<strong>is</strong> hands. "How's Alex?" he asked without looking up."He's a good master.""I mean after he died.""Oh. He's working at IBHA as an architect.""IBHA?""The Isolated Bubble of Hyperspace Afterlife. They're building a new recreational wing. Alex <strong>is</strong> helpingwith <strong>the</strong> design.""...Okay. What about Jjaks?"Taxon typed in h<strong>is</strong> name and hit <strong>the</strong> Enter key. "...Uh-oh," he said.<strong>Not</strong>-Tim looked up. "What? What happened to him?"Taxon blinked. "Huh? Oh... Nah. Windows just crashed. Hang on, I need to reboot <strong>the</strong> computer."<strong>Not</strong>-Tim returned h<strong>is</strong> head to h<strong>is</strong> hands.**Group A: Conor, John C, Johnny U, Paul, Nelson, Tod, Jesse, Kip, cornflakes guy+ Group E: Ludlow, Eric, Marlon, Rupert, Derek, Heaver, Jack not-TravenRupert leapt to h<strong>is</strong> feet in shock as Derek gave a shout."What was that?" Ludlow demanded, staring at <strong>the</strong> suddenly-vacated spot on <strong>the</strong> cave floor."Someone took Winston," Rupert said breathlessly. "Some old guy... appeared and grabbed him andvan<strong>is</strong>hed..."On <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r side of <strong>the</strong> fire, across <strong>the</strong> inv<strong>is</strong>ible line separating <strong>the</strong> two groups, Johnny Utah ra<strong>is</strong>ed aneyebrow, but it was dark and no one saw. Near him, <strong>the</strong> cornflakes guy was meanwhile staringmournfully at <strong>the</strong> f<strong>is</strong>h that Paul had kindly cooked for him. He wanted cornflakes. He didn't want f<strong>is</strong>h.":(," he vibed again."Are you eating that?" Jesse asked him.

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