A certain wheelchair rolls into Aaron’s containment
Hello, Aaron
[Aaron blinks and looks up.]
...Hello.
I need you to tell me everything you know about the alternates
It's not much, I can tell you that. Everything I know, I've already told the others.
[Aaron looks, for lack of a better word, haggard.]
I don't know where they come from or how they're made. All I know is I made a deal with some statue-looking bastard claiming to be the Christian Archangel Gabriel, and it hurt like hell doing. No idea if there's any scriptural significance to that choice of pseudonym, I'm Jewish.
Do you remember the exact wording of the deal
No, but I wish I did. Something about me taking Adam's place and living his life, in exchange for him giving me the power to get out of the damn mirror.
[Shudder.]
I'm assuming the deal's no longer valid for - obvious reasons. Which is why I plan to never go anywhere near a reflective surface again, if I can help it.
That’s a shame
Do know any thing about the being calling himself 9
Nine? Like the number? No, sorry.
He seems to know you.
He also seems to have similar powers to you.
[Aaron shakes his head.] Seriously, never heard of him.
If he ever contacts you, be wary. He has all your power with none of your scruples
Got it. Sounds like someone to warn the rest of the building about, too, I don't exactly have much control over who does and doesn't get sent in.
Indeed
Unfortunately, due to my substantial bodily injuries, i cannot easily get to the other departments
