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Black watched his heartbroken mother watch TV.

This was his life now. Or, his afterlife.

He had seen the funeral.

The crying.

But they couldn't see him.

That was the sad thing. He was so close yet so far.

The TV rambled about mission Surreptitious 5. How it had gone wrong. How most of the crew was dead.

Black was on the dead list.

A few of them had come back down. Cyan had agreed to do an interview since he was the latest person to come back from The Skeld.

They still hadn't heard from Blue, Lime, or Orange.

Of course, MIRA had tried to cover it up but nothing could stop this from getting to the public.

The TV was interrupted by an emergency broadcast.

"This footage by a teenage tourist of MIRA HQ has not been edited. MIRA has infiltrated by what seems to be p-people in colored spacesuits?" The news reporter put a hand to her ear, "The west wing of the HQ has been bombed?!"

Black tuned out the screaming and focused on the screen.

In the smoke stood three figures.

In blue, lime, and orange spacesuits.

The rest of the crew.

He didn't know how but he knew the imposter was no longer among them.

Because he was no longer an imposter...

not if they all were.

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