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"I would have put it off, but it seems that the longer we wait, the more of them die. Which means thefewer we can send back. And you're evidently not bringing any more across, so this is more or less thepeak population and it's just downhill from here. So. I'll go do that before more die-""You-""Don't forget, this was my idea," Dem said. "If it wasn't for me, they wouldn't even be here. I'll sendthem home, and you can clean up the mess. Maybe I'll send them back if you can't. Back and forth..."Dem looked thrilled at the idea. "You know what? Maybe I'll do a little more of that before I send the lotback. Just to annoy you.""W-" Adwin said, but Dem had ignored him in favour of Rupert."Let's start with your friends, all right?" Dem asked him, and went back out the door, Rupert lookingconfused and following after."Word of advice, Tom," Dem said when they arrived at the cell, where not-Tim and Ludlow were stillbeating the crap out of each other with the occasional profanity or existential dilemma. "He made you,he can unmake you.""WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?" Ludlow demanded, turning for a moment from bashing not-Tim in the leftear.Not-Tim always lost these fights.Dem casually took out a skeleton key from one of his pockets and unlocked the cell gate. He'd gotten itfrom a real skeleton that he'd managed to coax out of the closet."I'm the Mysterious Old Man, and I'm here to rescue you," he said. "It's Opposite Day today," heexplained as he opened the gate. "Enjoy it while it lasts. Want to go home?"Ludlow picked himself off the ground and not-Tim. "That's it?" he asked Dem in disbelief.Not-Tim lay on the ground covered in fresh bruises. He wondered why he'd ever become an actor.What was the reason he'd given to that journalist so long ago: 'Have you ever wanted to jump off abridge onto the back of a moving truck?'Yeah. In times like this, it was a pretty lousy reason.Dem took out two small pointy beacons from his pocket and set them on the ground. He took out aremote control from the same pocket and shook it. He gave a satisfied nod. "Nothing broken," he said."And oh-" Dem pulled out a folded sheet of notepaper and handed it to Ludlow. "Note for you," he said,and turned his attention back to the remote.Ludlow unfolded the note and looked at it:"Officer ...please give the actor a break. 'Cause he's the one who made you you. Hetook a character who was the patchwork of three different writers, and gave you hisanger, his frustrations, his voice, his drive, his obsessions... even the face you loathedto look at in the mirror. He spent quite some time putting 'you' together. Making youbelievable. real.And many people say you're one of his best creations ever.So you might consider helping him off that floor and buying him a Bloody Mary. Hedeserves it." 1Ludlow glared at the note. "Where’d you get this?" he asked Dem.Dem shrugged. "Gmail."Dem pressed a sequence of buttons on the remote control. The beacons on the ground threw up a fizzyportal, and he slipped through it into the Reeves residence."Hello," said Dem.1From LucaM