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Allen saw his chance and moved as fast as his old body would allow over to the gun. Tony heard the shuffling of the man’s feet and turned in time to see Allen pick up the gun and turn the barrel back on him again. The young man froze with his hands full of the flashlights. Allen grinned and stepped toward the other man.
“You can’t fool me, thing. The professor tried to do that, too. He’d act normal and then beg for me to shut off the light and let him get to it.” Allen shook his head, and looked Tony up and down.
“You don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m still me,” Tony insisted. His mind buzzed with thoughts on how to escape, and then his eyes caught on the fluorescent light hanging over Allen’s head. The same were scattered about the store, including over his own head.
