You hang there from the Gullseye's arm, watching the man's death happen in front of you. His screams go on for about a minute before they turn into a long, gurgling sigh. After his feet stop twitching, the Gullseye holding you back lets you go. "You need to pick your friends better," he mutters as he walks away.

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You give the man's body a wide berth as you stagger out of the diner. After everything that's happened, you're more than ready to head home.