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Nelson smirked and walked on to <strong>the</strong> common room, where o<strong>the</strong>rs were milling aimlessly in and outwaiting for something to happen.A resounding scream broke <strong>the</strong> air as Julian succeeded in surgically removing <strong>the</strong> cornflakes guy fromnot-Tim's leg. "Hold him," he said as Shane willingly grabbed <strong>the</strong> struggling cornflakes' guy anddragged him fur<strong>the</strong>r from not-Tim.":'(," vibed <strong>the</strong> cornflakes guy, hands desperately flailing as he tried to regain h<strong>is</strong> grip.<strong>Not</strong>-Tim shook h<strong>is</strong> leg, enjoying <strong>the</strong> returned mobility. "Thanks, Julian," he said.He patted <strong>the</strong> cornflakes guy on <strong>the</strong> head. He jumped out of <strong>the</strong> way of a grasping hand.":(""Could we sedate him?" Shane asked, trying to figure out <strong>the</strong> best way to immobil<strong>is</strong>e h<strong>is</strong> captive."I don't know," not-Tim said. "Neo? Know anything that might help? Just to keep him still, not injurehim or kill him-"Neo shook h<strong>is</strong> head.Conor emerged from <strong>the</strong> common room where he had just deposited Johnny Utah beside <strong>the</strong> kitchensink. He looked at Shane and Julian. He looked at not-Tim. He stared back at <strong>the</strong>m. Then he walkedoff to <strong>the</strong> sofa and an attempt at returning it to <strong>the</strong> common room.Shane looked awkwardly at not-Tim, remembering who he was."Let's... take you somewhere else, okay?" he asked <strong>the</strong> cornflakes guy, and went off with him to <strong>the</strong>common room where people were accumulating.Julian stood around looking nervous, <strong>the</strong>n he followed Shane.<strong>Not</strong>-Tim looked sad. He looked down at h<strong>is</strong> shoes for comfort. He decided that <strong>the</strong>y were falling apart.Time to bring out <strong>the</strong> duct-tape-"Where's Jack?"<strong>Not</strong>-Tim looked up to see Griffin standing <strong>the</strong>re."He died," he said after some time.A d<strong>is</strong>appointed nod."M<strong>is</strong>s him?" not-Tim asked."I liked Jack.""Liked him or wanted to kill him?""Is <strong>the</strong>re a difference?""For most people, yeah, I think <strong>the</strong>re <strong>is</strong>."Griffin stuck h<strong>is</strong> hands into h<strong>is</strong> pockets."Jonathan and Eddie, huh?" not-Tim pressed on with measured tone. "Planning to do <strong>the</strong> rest of <strong>the</strong>min, too? And me?""<strong>Not</strong> you."<strong>Not</strong>-Tim laughed. "And why <strong>is</strong> that?"Griffin looked at him. "Because you're <strong>the</strong> only one who understands me."

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