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"At least it meant we had heat," Harry said, looking on the bright side. "Then we found that fish pond,and it turned out that Marlon's actually a really good fisherman. But I guess we won't be staying heremuch longer, right, 'cause you're here and-""We're not a rescue party," Nelson cut in. "We're just as lost as you are.""Or more so," Conor added."But you're here," insisted some teen named Mike who for some reason gave off adult vibes. "Youknow, we spent the last few days thinking we'd never see other people again-" John Constantine madea noise that could have either been a cynical snort or an attempt to dislodge a fishbone caught in histhroat, "-We thought we would die here once the food supply ran out or the fires died or the pond frozeover. Because every day was the same. Nothing changed. Until now."Cancer aside, John Constantine appeared perfectly healthy, so it probably wasn't a fishbone."Sorry to get your hopes up," he muttered."Whatever brought us here was the same thing that brought you here," Conor said. "There was some...kind of time discrepancy, but that's it. It doesn't... doesn't mean anything."Martin was looking curiously at the cornflakes guy."Is he all right?" Martin asked, gesturing at him.":(," vibed the cornflakes guy."Has he eaten?" Conor asked."I gave him a fish," Paul said."Uh, I ate that," Jesse said. "Yeah. Uh... sorry. He didn't want it... I think he only eats cornflakes."Harry got up and pulled John Constantine's fourth fish off the cooking ledge, dangling it by the tail whereit was cool enough to hold. He stepped over to the cornflakes guy and held it out for him. "Here yougo," he said. "Sorry pal, we've got no cornflakes here."Paul took the fish on his behalf and looked at him. "You've got to eat," he said."...," said the cornflakes guy, who was not well-versed in the technicalities of human nutrition.Paul picked off a bit of fish and held it out. "It's good," he said."At least someone knows we're here," Ludlow said in a change of subject, as Paul continued in thethankless task of attempting to feed the cornflakes guy. "Someone took Winston. And he was quickabout it. It was planned.""But why would someone take Winston?" Derek asked. "What did they want with him?""Ransom?" Martin suggested."From whom, his parents?" Ludlow asked with unnecessary sarcasm. "Who are they, interdimensionalsuperheroes?"Rupert shrugged."Maybe he just kidnapped him for fun," Tod said.Ludlow raised an eyebrow at him. This made Tod uncomfortable, and he went to occupy himselfinstead with the less-dangerous activity of playing with his fish skeletons."They might not have been after Winston specifically," Johnny Utah said. "Could have been anyone ofus. It's dark, it's hard to tell-""Why would anyone do that?" Kip asked. "There's no one who would care about just anyone of us."