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Griffin isn't the only one in the room; they find Eddie seated inside by the side of the door, looking up asthey enter, suppressed anger in his eyes."What're you doing here?" Ludlow asks."Nothing.""Get out and join the others," Ludlow says. "Everyone goes out except these two.""You don't tell me what to do.""Huh."Ludlow's eyes rove over the rest of the scene, takes in Griffin where he's been cuffed single-handedly tothe bed by Conor and Shane, looks at not-Tim, then turns towards the door."Keep him here," he tells Eddie. "I'll be right back." He walks out."...Hi," not-Tim says."Hi."Silence."I don't want to go home," Eddie suddenly spills out, desperate, pleading. "I mean I-... I want to get outof here, but I don't want to go home either, and...." He takes a shaky breath. "...and I don't know, Idon't-" He lapses into silence.Ludlow returns with a chainsaw. He tosses it on the ground, then casually drags not-Tim closer to thebed, grabs his right wrist, and handcuffs it to Griffin's left.Not-Tim looks at it; Griffin's hand moves instinctively away, recoiling, a sudden quickly-hidden flash ofanger as he stares up at Ludlow.Ludlow nudges the chainsaw a little closer to them, just within not-Tim's reach. Its metal blade shinesdully on the carpet."If you want to get out," Ludlow says to not-Tim, indicating the chainsaw with an uncharacteristicallysadistic glee that might have resulted from too much time in John's presence, "chop off his hand.""And you," he says to Eddie, "get out of here."The teen reluctantly obeys.The door booms shut behind them as they leave.Not-Tim glances at his fellow captive, the other's head bowed in what might have been resignation.Eventually he looks up and meets his eyes"Do you want to get out?" Griffin asks.It's not so much a question as a repetition of Ludlow's last words; they hold no offer of friendly alliance,taunting, almost; a dare tinged with false bravado.