"There's somebody over there who wants to see you!" you say anxiously. "You'd better go check on it!"
"Tough," the old man says. "I'm glued to this chair. I'll be lucky if it's not in my coffin with me someday. Stupid Gideon. Little monster."
Looks like you won't be enjoying the poolside today.
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