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I'm gonna murder you, Kralie.
Tim finally got the incredibly loose ties off and pushed himself up. You know what? I'm taking the Operator and Jay too. Never mind that was impossible. The mask lay a couple feet away. He picked it up. I should take it, find the Operator. Maybe he'll try to help me. He knew how likely that was. He considered it for a moment, then...
“I quit!” He shouted, throwing the mask against the wall. It shattered. He was done. He would live normally, and he wouldn't think about Alex again.
For a day, anyway.
