Plumley doesn’t
respond. His heavy sobs fill the arena.
SLATER
I know the pain that
burdens you. I know the guilt coiling itself around your heart. I know the
voices in your head, begging you to end your life. You are trapped, John
Plumley. But the portal can offer you freedom.
Plumley whispers.
PLUMLEY
How?
SLATER
I’ll show you.
In one swift motion,
Slater quickly stands to his feet and clutches Plumley’s throat with a grip so
strong that the older man is forced to his knees.
SLATER
But first, we have
to get rid of something.
Slater closes his
eyes and whispers to himself.
SLATER
I’m sorry for the way
you’ve been treated today. The people here are blinded by arrogance and
conformity. With your permission, I would like to free this man. Would that be
okay?
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