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| Surely there was a good explanation, Hiro repeated silently to himself as he flicked through the envelopes, looking for the right one. After all, this was someone he trusted, someone he was fond of even. This would all be a simple misunderstanding, and nothing more. "Yes, this is the one," he said, setting the other envelopes down to pull out the contents in question. "Here, you may -" It wasn't always true, that your whole life flashes before your eyes when you die. Sometimes, you just don't see it coming. |