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Not-Tim grabbed hold of his shoulders and shook him. "Calm down, Jack," he said. "Look at me. Lookat me. Calm down. It's okay. Just breathe. Breathe, Jack. I'll take over from here, okay? Just sitdown for a while, take things easy, and let go of my arm-"Jack wouldn't let go of his arm.Not-Tim sighed. He patted Officer Traven on the back to calm him down.This was the strangest week of his life.The speakers suddenly came on again, and another voice boomed through the hotel and caused themob to temporarily stop in their attempts to break down the doors."We have an important announcement to make. Please listen carefully."They listened carefully.Rick Astley music blared through the speakers."YOU ALL JUST GOT RICK ROLL'D!" yelled the announcer in unrestrained glee."HAHAHAHAHAHA..."From the background came another voice: "Jerry, please turn that off, step away from the microphone,and get back to sweeping the floor.""How's it going?"**Neo jumped at the sudden voice, and did not calm down much when he saw that it belonged to not-Tim."I, uh, posted the message," he said anyway. "On all the major news sites that I could get into.""That was fast," not-Tim said, looking impressed."Thanks." Neo wondered just how much of his computer mad skillz Keanu was responsible for."I don't own a computer," not-Tim said, and Neo involuntarily jerked in his chair, partly from the suddenparanoid thought that perhaps it might be a good idea to wear a tinfoil hat after all, and partly from thecontent of the statement itself.He looked at not-Tim in disbelief. "What?" he choked out."Relax, Neo. You're always so tense. I can't do anything to you; you beat me, remember?"Neo wasn't going to let him change the subject so easily. "How can you not own a computer," he said,trying to restrain himself from yelling."Well, they aren't exactly essential for survival."Neo could not believe the blasphemies he was hearing. He turned pale and put a hand on the computermouse for comfort.The speakers came on again. "Well, that's really noble of you," the voice said. "But we're afraid that,no, we're not going to tell them to leave you alone. Cheers."The speakers went off.From behind the rear stairwell door, the sounds of screams and strange buzzing noises suddenly filledthe air. The pushing suddenly stopped.There was a knock.Conor and Jjaks looked at each other in bewilderment.The voice that came through the door sounded highly pissed off, but was still sufficiently recognisable asbelonging to one of them.