Beneath the Mask
"I'm...not dead? How?" Seán questioned Schneep as he sat up, a small smile lighting up Schneep's face. "That serum..." Seán trailed off as he pressed his hands over his ears, wincing in pain as Schneep shot up to his feet. "Jack, are you okay? Are you feeling alright?" Schneep asked Seán worriedly, the Irishman look...