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"You're not kidding. Everything I knew was wrong."

"Now you're sad. I'm sorry. I shouldn't make people sad."

"You didn't make me sad, life did all of that, and it was well worth it in the end to wind up here."

"Mmm. This is a nice place. It's awfully small for forever, though."

He looks at the exit door, tilting his head.

"I wonder what would happen if I opened the door. What I'd see. I've only ever tried twice, back at the beginning."

"Well, you can get out with Nick, can't you?"

He shrugs.

"Only one way to find out. But do you want to find out?"

"I can go to Toronto with Nick."

He's still looking consideringly at the door.

"It might be interesting to see if they still want me back."

"Um....Alex, I think I speak for most of us here when I say that we don't want them to take you back."

"I wouldn't go through. I promised Nick I'd be wherever he was. But the other two times I saw back there, and I knew they wanted me back. I wonder..."

"Would they try to pull you through?"

"I don't know. They didn't the other times."

He's still looking at the door.

"Well...I suppose it's your right to try it."

He looks very apprehensive.

Alex stands up and walks over to the door.

Richard might not be at the right angle to see what Alex sees when he opens it. Whatever it is, he tilts his head and looks for a few moments, then closes the door and goes back to the booth.

And laughs.

He wasn't.

"Well....what did you see?"

Another laugh, long and low and slightly hysterical.

"They're still waiting."

"Jesus, Alex, I'm sorry."

He looks closely at him.

"Are you going to be all right?"

He keeps laughing.

"Guess I haven't paid enough yet."

He shakes his head.

"That's not mine to say."

He reaches out a hand, but pulls it back. He doesn't know Alex well enough for that yet.

"Can I get you anything?"

The door opens a moment later and David steps inside.

"Oh!"

Richard waves him over.

"David, you know Alex, right?"

He looks up at David, still laughing.

"Hi, David. Hell wants me back, David, isn't that friendly of them?"

David raises an eyebrow at Alex, and looks to Richard.

"Er, yes, but he normally sounds saner than this."

He walks to Alex and touches his shoulder.

"Alex, pardon my language, but what the hell?"

"I asked too many questions again."

Alex smiles brightly at them.

"I opened the door, and it's still there, they're still waiting for me. They want to take me back. Doesn't that just make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside?"

"It makes me all worried and nauseous outside, Alex, what were you doing opening the door?"

His brows are knitted together, and he's faintly scowling.

"Don't tell me you tried to leave? Is everything alright?"

"No, he didn't try to leave. He just went to look."

David, I'm sorry, this is my fault. I asked too many questions, and he told me he died and went to Hell. He was all happy before that. He and Nick just bloodbonded.