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Thomas
shook
his
head
slightly
,
feeling
like
he
'd
been
in
a
trance
.
His
mind
was
racing
,
wondering
what
Alby
remembered
,
what
he
knew
,
what
he
might
say
about
him
.
"
Wha
--
Nothing
.
Just
seems
crazy
you
healed
so
quickly
.
You
're
fine
now
?
"
Alby
flexed
his
right
bicep
.
"
Ai
n't
never
been
better
--
come
on
out
.
"
Thomas
did
,
hoping
his
eyes
were
n't
flickering
,
making
his
concern
obvious
.
Alby
closed
the
Slammer
door
and
locked
it
,
then
turned
to
face
him
.
"
Actually
,
nothin
'
but
a
lie
.
I
feel
like
a
piece
of
klunk
twice
crapped
by
a
Griever
.
"
"
Yeah
,
you
looked
it
yesterday
.
"
When
Alby
glared
,
Thomas
hoped
it
was
in
jest
and
quickly
clarified
.
"
But
today
you
look
brand-new
.
I
swear
.
"
Alby
put
the
keys
in
his
pocket
and
leaned
back
against
the
Slammer
's
door
.
"
So
,
quite
the
little
talk
we
had
yesterday
.
"
Thomas
's
heart
pounded
.
He
had
no
idea
what
to
expect
from
Alby
at
that
point
.
"
Uh
...
yeah
,
I
remember
.
"
"
I
saw
what
I
saw
,
Greenie
.
It
's
kinda
fadin
'
,
but
I
ai
n't
never
gon
na
forget
.
It
was
terrible
.
Tried
to
talk
about
it
,
somethin'
starts
choking
me
.
Now
the
images
are
gettin
'
up
and
gone
,
like
that
same
somethin'
do
n't
like
me
remembering
.
"
The
scene
from
the
day
before
flashed
in
Thomas
's
mind
.
Alby
thrashing
,
trying
to
strangle
himself
--
Thomas
would
n't
have
believed
it
had
happened
if
he
had
n't
seen
it
himself
.
Despite
fearing
an
answer
,
he
knew
he
had
to
ask
the
next
question
.
"
What
was
it
about
me
--
you
kept
saying
you
saw
me
.
What
was
I
doing
?
"
