The steel door opens and four guards step in with the director right behind them.
“I have a proposal for you.”
“What? You want us to donate our souls so you can get the time machine running?!” Max laughs sarcastically, throwing an invisible piece of lint through the air.
“I guess you could call it that if you like.”
“Just spit it out.” Magenta sits up in her bed, pulling her legs up against her chest.
“One of you has to bring Bernard back, and one of you can go free.”
“What?! Did you just say bring Bernard back?”
He sighs and nods.
“Look, he went through the portal three hours ago and hasn’t come back yet. He’s never been gone that long. Do this, and I will let one of you go free.”
“Are you kidding me right now?” Magenta jumps up, grabbing onto the bars glaring at him in fury.
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