Jason's Flashback
Have you ever played football?
No, but I played War Games and Capture the Flag.
How does that help me?
I don't know.
Great, just great.
What now?
Bench press.
Jason moved through the private gym in the mansion he now lived and started with the bench press.
Are you a quick learner?
I think so.
I hope so. We have two days to make you a player.
I thought you had pratice everyday.
I do, but tomorrow is just running, jumping, etc. So, two days.
When do we start?
***
Again!
Again!
Again!
I need some water.
Not until you get this right.
Well, unfortunely for you, you can't stop me from moving. I'm drinking water.
If I could control my own body, we wouldn't be here. Why is this happening to me?
If you want an answer, I'd say to choose better the question.
What would you suggest?
HOW do we undo... this, whatever this is? I want to get back to my own body.
"Mr. Goodman?"
"Yes..."
What's his name?
Alfred.
Really?
If you had a butler, wouldn't you name it Alfred too?
I'd call him by his own name.
"... Alfred?"
"Lunch is served."
"Good, I'm starving."
Not until you get this right.
Do we need to go over this again?
Fine. But we're returning as soon as you finish.
Whatever.
***
Do you have a hearth?
What? I have a central heating if you're feeling cold. And a microwave if you need to reheat the food. Or you could just ask the staff to do it for you.
No, I need something like a hearth, a bonfire or a balefire. Even a grill will do.
You need to make a barbecue?
No, I need to burn my food.
... I can't really say if you're a joking.
I'm not. I need to burn my food.
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