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Facing him atlast

"Sam, where are you going?",asked Oliver.

"Just....out", replied Sam

"I see that, but out where?",asked Oliver, confusedly.

"I just want some air please!",cried Sam

Oliver nodded and said,"Fine"

And Sam went out putting his coat on.

He had tried everything he could. He was tired and stressed out. Every step he made turned out to be wrong. All he could think about was that he needed to face Ronald and threaten him or do whatever he had to, to stop him. Sam thought that he could be strong and that he could control his grief but the grief as well as the madness and the craziness was taking over him. He could think of no way that he could prevent any deaths from happening. Any possibility he saw, at least one death happened. So, Sam made his way to Ronalds lab.

He made his way up and into Ronald's office.

Ronald looked mildly surprised and he said,"Ah, Sam! What a pleasant surprise! I thought you were sick or something because you were not coming to work"