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[headjacked]

Heyyyyyyyy, kiddo, you've reached me. Me who is Rhys. Anyway, not sure why you're trying to get in contact with the king of the dweebs, but I'm sure you've got your reasons. Reasons you should probably re-examine. I'm just sayin'.

Last chance to back out.

No?

Don't say I didn't warn ya.

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[headjacked]

Yeah, I kept him. Powerless, voiceless, unable to do anything but observe. If that.

[ I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream, anyone? ]

[jumpthegun]

[John's not entirely sure what the greater cruelty is.

Definitely keeping him alive like that, Mary chimes in, looking somewhat wary. He deserves it, mind.

The doctor sighs, rubbing his eyes again.]

Y'know what? Fine. That's fine.

It's... my wife. My dead wife. I'm seeing her. Happy?