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"NO!" Shane yelled, running towards the centre of the pool to get closer, but still too far away, too fardown..."WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?" Tommy screamed.Jjaks kicked futilely in the air, grabbing at whatever had got him by the shoulders, trying to pry them offamidst his panicked pleadings: "Don't eat me. Please don't eat me. Don't eat me-"A sudden ripple above him; and for a moment he saw starved flesh stretched tightly over bones and agruesome bird head leering towards him, its beak-mouth open to show rows of sharp teeth that no selfrespectingbird should ever have...The door moved.**Group D: Eddie, Neo, not-TimNot-Tim stopped and stared. There shouldn't have been anyone in there. He had just seen Eddie gointo the other room; Neo was still occupied with his computer; there was no one else-A cough. Fake-sounding, almost, as though trying to get his attention.Not-Tim glanced towards Neo's room. The steady clack of keyboard keys continued to issue from it. Hehesitated, wondering if he should get Neo out for backup just in case... then ditched the thought,proceeded cautiously towards the hitherto unoccupied room, and opened the door.There was someone in there sitting on the bottom bunk. A mysterious old man, who smiled at him."Hello, Mr. Reeves," he said. "I'm the Mysterious Old Man. You may call me Dem."Not-Tim realised that his mouth was open, and closed it. Then he realised that it was rather hard tospeak with his mouth closed, so he opened it."-How did you get here?" he asked."Teleportation. But that's not important. I'm here to make a little deal with you."Dem got off the bed and motioned towards the wall. "You see this-" he said, and suddenly a screenopened up where he had gestured, showing a place filled with red light and something squirming incentre-screen; then a flick of Dem's finger and the picture zoomed in to show Jjaks struggling in the airin the fierce grip of some invisible monster.Not-Tim swore."Live TV," Dem explained, as the view panned down to show Shane and the others running aboutlooking panicked."What did you do to them?""Hmm? Oh, nothing much. But I will if you refuse to cooperate. You see, this whole project was goingalong so nicely until you came along and ruined it. I'm not very happy about that, Mr. Reeves. Sohere's the deal. I'll rewind time by a week, and this time you don't set a foot into Kenselton Hotel. Theycontinue bringing in characters for the public to have fun with, ripping up the space-time continuum inthe transportation process, and you stay out of it. If you don't stay out of it as promised, I will be angry.You won't like me when I'm angry. So how's that sound?""Or else?""Or else, fifteen metres is a pretty far distance to fall," Dem said. "Doesn't sound like much, I know. Butit is. Trust me. So. For the life of Jjaks Clayton: what do you say?"Dem zoomed the picture in closer for dramatic effect.Not-Tim swallowed. "How many more people would have died if they didn't escape today?""They don't look escaped, do they?"