thanks

Samantha

“Thank you. For my life.” Samantha said to John.

“Me? Oh, no. I just brought the dead man. It was all him.”

“And he’s just in the chest? He’s not actually a ghost, right?”

“No, he’s alive, and yeah, he’s in the chest.”

“Well. Regardless. Ha. Ha! I hope you realize the gravity of what you’ve done. Of the future you’ve preserved for Brune. Ha! Ha!” She looked to the box. “I’m going to be very angry at him in a few hours.”

“He knows.”