Mindmistress: Well...I didn't murder your mother to keep my secrets... Caedmon: What? Mindmistress: Oh? It didn't register? She died right after she realized how miraculous your sister's friend's piano virtuosity was.Caedmon: Murderers!! Soldier: Sir, stay--ungh! Soldier2: He's gone crazy! Caedmon (Caption): Suddenly I was pure rage, raw fury. Attacking like a hurricane---true, a spastic hurricane...attacking superbly-armed soldiers...amazingly, holding my own...

Caedmon (Caption): ...For roughly three seconds. Soldier: We can incinerate you with napalm--or send a fusillade of armor-piercing bullets through your brain. Hold very still. --Unless you've a strong death wish.Mindmistress: Hi! Remember me? While Mr. East was attracting your attention, I light-fingered this slim, compact grenade off your belt. Soldier: Oh... Soldier2: ...No. Caedmon: You..planned all this? Mindmistress: Bingo.


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