<div align="center">------The Unkillable Boy------</div><br/>Jason still seemed terribly hesitant, but it wasn't as if there was anything else he could do by himself.  Either he could continue to languish in hopelessness and misery, or take the insane chance that Jack would be the one person out of hundreds that finally managed to pry him from Baron Scratch's cold,<em>groping</em>fingers.  It wasn't much of a choice.<br/><br/>"Fine," he said, attempting to maintain an ounce of dignified stubbornness.  "I'll tell you.  But you should hope I'm wrong about this.  If you're lucky--if<em>we're</em>lucky--he's still milling about the Campgrounds.  Advertising for his own little Attraction.  But if it's later than I think it is,<em>The Zone</em>might already be open.  You'll need to ride through it to get to him if that's the case.  It's a two-person ride for each<em>bubble</em>.  No more and no less."<br/><br/>He frowned, giving Jack a hard but determined stare.  "There's no guarantee you'll survive to the end.  At least not as you are now.  So let's hope it's still early.  I don't want to say something stupid and naive, like<em>I'm counting on you</em>...but I am.  Whatever happens, I at least hope you come out of it unscathed."<br/><br/>The door suddenly clicked, causing Jason to flinch instinctively.  He looked back at his would-be savior with the faintest shred of hope--or perhaps just desperation--in his eyes, went beet red, then immediately leaned forward to snatch a brief kiss of gratitude from Jack's lips before the light poured in from the entrance and the Duplicates stepped in with grinned, eager faces.<br/><br/><em>"How fast time flies!"</em><br/><strong>"How soon it passes!"</strong><br/><em>"Twenty minutes-"</em><br/><strong>"Come and gone!"</strong><br/><br/>They came forward, leading Jack respectfully but forcefully from the room.  Jason gave him one last glance before the door rolled shut behind them, his withered shape lost to the darkness and the unfeeling stone.  The two guided him back to the sign, then stepped back and bowed simultaneously.<br/><br/><em>"We thank you-"</em><br/><strong>"For your patronage!"</strong><br/><em>"If you would like another session,"</em><br/><strong>"Please don't hesitate-"</strong><br/><em>"To ask!"</em><br/><br/>Their painted faces seemed less oddly beautiful and more sinister now, perhaps because of Jason's apparent purity of heart and intention.  But they grinned all the same, eyes twinkling with innocent mischief.<br/><br/><strong>"You're in luck!"</strong><br/><em>"A lucky boy!"</em><br/><strong>"It's not yet time-"</strong><br/><em>"For the show!"</em><br/><strong>"You can find the man you seek,"</strong><br/><em>"But as for what end you might meet..."</em><br/><br/>The Duplicates exchanged knowing glances, throwing their arms around each other's shoulders and leaning in as one.<br/><br/><strong>"I'm afraid even we don't know!"</strong><br/><em>"I'm afraid even we don't know!"</em>