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Wulfric Redemption, AD 2370
Kyle groaned shaking his head. "I don't drink and neither should you." Kyle said before sitting on the ground, looking completely frustrated. "Why are you here?"
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Fiona looked a little crestfallen. "Just to offer you drink... and to see whether you were okay..."

At this point, Derek heard a familiar voice - and burst back into action.

"MUM :O !" he screamed in disbelief. "Sorry, I mean... Fiona... you probably don't know who I am. I'm your future son from an alternate universe. With Randall. I need you to save me - well, save me from this torture by making sure I'm never born."

Poor Fiona's head was spinning: she'd been unable to understand a word of what Derek was saying. "Err, what :huh: ?"
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Kyle shook his head. "Derek, leave her alone. You're confusing her."
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