Case #12:

[feellikejumping]

Sam Tyler
1969-2007

Beloved son
Unwavering in his dedication
to Truth and Justice.
Taken in his prime, he died too young.

RIP

[Sam stares at the network device with a growing panic. His head slowly begins to shake back and forth, his voice tense as the words come tumbling out in an ever increasing panic.]

no... nononono.... It can't be. I'm here! I'm

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[immortaltwat]

[False sobs from your favourite young offender, Sam.]

Our beloved crime fighter. Our hero. Whatever will we do without him?

[feellikejumping]

[Anger is the better option over panic, so Sam gladly takes it.]

Shut up, you!

[immortaltwat]

What, you don't want me to mourn you?

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[heelsandlaw]

Sam. Curse day.

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[feellikejumping]

What?

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[heelsandlaw]

It's a curse.

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[feellikejumping]

It's...

But...

Are you sure about that? I mean, quite sure?

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[justcautious]

[Slightly loopy audio from your favourite drugged DC... >.>]

Sam?! Sam, when..... Sam, when'd you die, I don't remember that....don't remember you dyin'.... M'sorry.... Should remember, prob'ly...

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[feellikejumping]

[Sam's hardly in a better state. It takes him a moment to concentrate enough to formulate any sort of rational answer.]

What? What was that? No. No... I'm NOT! I mean, I didn't. I don't... I can't. I can't die. I just have to wake up. That's all.

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[justcautious]

You're not?

[pause]

Oh. Yeah. S'pose that's in the future. ... Or....hang on, the past, I s'pose, here. Depends on--

[longer pause, Chris trying to work things out, counting on his fingers]

Sam...? How're you four?