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As Maxwell as escorted in, he passed by Tyler. Max's mind flooded with thoughts of what he felt during the experiment. Max bumped into one of the guards escorting Tyler, who gave him a shove in return, before walking into the cafeteria. However, his own escort stopped him.

"Alright, what did you take from him. You really think we do not know what you are up to?" he asked.

"I don't know what you mean. I took nothing" Max told them. You were the ones that were leading me. And what is that rule? DO what you are told? Don't deviate from what you are told? Or was it both of them. You told me to walk forward, so I walked forward. No one told me to move to the side" Max mentioned. One of his guards looked a bit flustered by his turn around, but the other just looked annoyed.

"You also just took something from the guard" he mentioned. "Give it up, or we will strip search you here and now".

"How about we don't do the latter, and prove I did not do the former" Max mentioned, before leaning out into the hall to Tyler's guards. "Hey, these guys think I took something from you. Check your pockets, are you missing anything?"

The guard checked, and replied with a no. Now both of them looked a little embarrassed, but since he did not actually do anything wrong, could not punish him for them being wrong.

He went into the cafeteria. For a moment, he thought he saw a shimmer in the air, but as no one else seemed to notice, decided to ignore it. As he was getting his food, another boy came up next to him.

"Did you do that just to embarrass them?" he asked.

"I don't know what you mean" Max said with a smile. "As much fun as it would be, pissing off the guards is not a good idea for a number of reasons".

"Fair enough, I can understand that. They did kill me".

Max looked back to where the boy was in shock, but he had just disappeared. Max processed what just happened. Had that been a subject here, who could turn invisible or something? Or was he really hallucinating?

He got an answer as he went to sit down, in a way. He felt something in his pocket. He reached his hand inside to take it out and see what it was, and it was three bullet casings. The same caliber as the gun that was telekineticly pulled into his hand and phased with him. The gun that had no spent rounds, but gave him GSR.

"Interesting" he mentioned, as he stuffed them back in his pocket.