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“You made it!” Betta hears a faint voice off to his side.
He turns to see an old man sitting at a desk of some sort.
“How did you know I was coming?”
“I gave you directions just under two weeks ago.”
“What? You’re trying to tell me that you’re…”
“Jackson. That’s me.”
“Jackson was a boy, you’re an old man.”