Bobby didn't say anything, only heaving a couple times out of reflex. Moonlight barely lit up the barn's interior, but Bobby could see the determination in Oz's disheveled face, . That was always the scariest thing to see. Bobby knew it well, and so did Joshua. That was the face of a man who wouldn't turn away from his own death. Bobby shuddered at the thought of it all. What if there were more people like that green guy out there? What if some of them were even [i]stronger?[/i] What would happen to Oswald? Bobby fidgeted in place and sunk into the hay like a stone. He'd had enough thinking for one day.

	Nothing was going to topple Oz, anyways. In his mind, if 'Big Bobby' couldn't do it, who the hell could?


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