Chett sighed. He was gonna miss this world. He'd had some good times here, but he had no choice. The Boss had full power. If Chett didn't obey him, he'd find someone who would. Besides, if he was supervising, he might find some way to end this differently...
He reached the Flyer Hangar. He didn't really think he'd be able to stop this, now that they'd set it in motion, but he could try. He climbed aboard one of the small flyers, and moved to start the engine.
Going somewhere, Chett?
Shit.
Only I'd like to know where, first...
"Just... Away."
Chett felt the familiar grasp, like a claw around his brain...
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