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'Wait, what? I'm so sorry you had to- HOW DID I DIE??!!!'

*I'd sorta hoped old age! Or maybe dying to stop a Jim Cato variant? Either way, he wants his body put in an airtight box and dumped in the sewers, so she might have to see that.*

'He did? No. That can't be right. It sounds right. I don't wanna know how I die, do I? Do you know whether you survive?'

'Well, maybe you'll find out if you see more visions. But I'm hoping my distraction was enough to let you live.'

'I hope so too. Maybe it's just one possibility out of many that it's showing. Like, this is a likely outcome, but not the only outcome... Or maybe that's the fate of a parallel Ashleigh and Flint? Wait, Jim didn't kill me by forcing me to to **********, did he?'

'Oh. Great. That's Jim. Let's hope this doesn't happen. I mean, if it's any consolation, maybe your visions are wrong- the Grim Sweeper told me I was going to die a good, heroic death?'

'Maybe it does. How old do we look in this vision?'

'It won't. Jim won't follow us down here, so we've got a safe place from him anyway'

'Oh ok. Well, there's one way of proving this vision wrong then?'

*oh, great. Let's hope this future doesn't come to be.*

'Maybe we could consider adoption?'