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**"We were just trying to get home!" Conor yelled at the mob trying to break down the rear stairwell door."And we're just trying to get lunch!" yelled an unidentified male on the other side."YEAH!" yelled the mob.Eddie ran out of the common room towards the front stairwell door, rolling the tabletop from thedismantled table and carrying the table leg. "Put this in between the sofa and the door," he suggested"That means we'll have to move the sofa," Tod said. "Kind of risky – hey, pass me the table leg."The table leg was passed over, and proved extremely useful for whacking any arm that got through theopening, giving them enough leeway to try to squeeze the tabletop in between the sofa and the door.The doorknob however proved problematic and had a tendency to get in the way."Look, if we get them to send us home, they'll send you home as well!" Jack was shouting. "We're all inthe same boat here!"They gave up and instead attempted to squeeze the tabletop through the opening of the door and intothe mob."You heard what they said!" yelled an unidentified female mob member. "They're not letting any of usout any way!""YEAH!" yelled the mob."So the least you can do is let the hostage go and get us our food and water back!""YEAH!" yelled the mob.Griffin clapped Jack on the back. "Hi, Jack," he said."Get out of the way – Neo! Get back on the computer, and, uh...""We're all going to die, aren't we?" Julian observed calmly."...and tell them to leave everyone else out of this. Then we'll get out of this place through the roof withReeves, and we can talk with them-""We are all going to die," Julian concluded.Jack was on the verge of a nervous breakdown, and pronouncements of certain future death by peoplein the medical profession really weren't helping."It was nice of you to let us out, Jack," Griffin said, who didn't plan on leaving him alone for quite sometime.Alex was sitting on the sofa. It was a pretty comfortable spot to be."You're not going to achieve anything from getting in here," he told whoever had not yet been knockedinto unconsciousness by the tabletop on the other side of the door. "What're you gonna do, kill all of us?What if you accidentally kill the hostage?"Scott poked his head out of the common room. "Jack? Do we really need the kitchen sink out here?It's not coming off the ground.""Okay. Forget the kitchen sink-""All right.""Hey, Jack-"Officer Traven finally lost it. "I CAN'T THINK WITH ALL THIS NOISE!" he yelled, and nervousbreakdown -ed against an innocent door.