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|On a cold floor.<br/>In a room full of texts nobody could read.<br/>An old man groaned, then stirred.<br/>andAnd pushed himself to his hands and knees.<br/>He'd been shot. The bullet would someday kill him.<br/>He says it will happen, inevitably. There is, indeed, no escaping that bullet.<br/>butBut he can delay it, and he has been doing so for years. For, in that moment of panic-&mdash;that moment when the end was impending-&mdash;he'd reached out in desperation to his talentTalent.<br/>It had come to him.<br/>And the old man had arrived late to his own death.<br/>Alcatraz refuses to write any more. I've tried for months to get him to agree to do it, but he won't. He's being a stubborn idiot, so it looks like I'll have to take matters into my own hands as usual.<br/>Therefore, I hereby declare that I will write the real final volume. This story won't end until I say so.