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He smiled and vanished; leaving not-Tim alone in the room with the sight of Fred's dining etched freshinto his mind, his ears still resounding with the sound of Shane's scream.**Group B: Shane, Perry, Tommy, Jjaks, Chris, MattThe metal door was slammed shut, the bolt on the other side slid firmly home, the identical-looking leverpulled and the resulting sound of gushing water refilling the pool that they had just left.Shane forcefully wiped his eyes with the back of his hand; an angry motion; swallowing, keeping thetears down, getting suddenly annoyed with Tommy's incessant murmured chant:"I wanna go home. I wanna go home. I wanna go home. I wanna go h-""Shut up!" Shane burst out.Tommy shut up and lapsed into a trembling silence, thrust once more into the realisation that he wasdrenched through and hungry and a million universes from home, a home which he was now almostdefinitely never going to see again.They sat there in uncomfortable silence bathed in dark red light, still dripping water that pooled at theirfeet, the air heavy with unspoken guilt-"We could have gotten out sooner," Shane said quietly. "If... just... opened the door earlier, and justgone-""It's not your fault," Perry said.Matt got onto his knees and crawled past them, further down the passageway. He stopped and lookedback. "Let's go," he said. "Let's get out of here. Wherever it leads."**Group D: Neo, Eddie, not-TimThe sound of the door opening as Neo came out of his room; he walked over to the doorway and stooduneasily there."I heard... Who were you talking to?"A long silence, then not-Tim finally turned his head and looked at Neo. He gazed at him for an eternity,not saying a word, a strange sadness in his eyes; and the One felt paralysed where he stood, not daringto move.Then his eyes suddenly seemed to lose focus, and not-Tim looked away."You don't exist," he said softly, lifelessly, and walked past Neo out the door.It was the gunshot that stopped him in his tracks and made him turn almost robotically to face Eddie'sroom. Some part of his mind registered that Jack's gun was no longer on the floor next to Alex's body.A sudden flicker of emotion crossed his face; then a step towards Eddie's door, forced and unnatural; asecond step, with greater intent this time; and then he was suddenly running to the room and throwingthe door open and coming to a sudden halt in the doorway, watching Eddie by the open closet with thegun still raised and the shattered glass of the mirror at his feet.The teen offered little resistance when not-Tim pulled the gun out of his grip and placed it safely on thetable; and the anger on his face subsided into a detached blankness as not-Tim grabbed him in a tighthug and cried.**Group A: Conor, John C, Johnny U, Nelson, Paul, Tod, Jesse, Kip, the cornflakes guy.John Constantine was out of cigarettes. This did not make him happy."We can't just stay here," Conor decided. "I'll go out, and... and look for... something that might help..."