"Hey!" Nyx said confusedly. "What are you doing? Isn't that Roger?"

Susanne nodded, and said, "But he hasn't met me yet. He wouldn't know who I am. He'll find out later. I'd like to keep it that way."

Nyx glanced over him appreciatvely as he walked by. "Do you mind if I meet him now?"

"Yes, I do mind!" Susanne's half-joking demeanor suddenly faded, and she looked out over the crowd. "Wait... do you feel that?"

"Feel what?"

"I... don't know..." She turned to Nyx. "All these people..."

"What about them?"

"I just thought... what's Celly gonna do to them? They're here for peace and love... Celly's gonna absolutely kill them all, isn't she?"

"Probably just a certain percentage."

"And it'll be my fault."

"They'd die eventually, anyway. Well, most of them."

Susanne shook her head and took out her computer. This time, she knew where everyone was. Nyx watched curiously as Susanne began typing.

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"C--Ce-ko!" he exclaimed.

"D-- Dion?" Celly said, not quite believing what she was seeing. Was it really him?

He reached for her, and she started walking toward him.

She paused as she noticed that everything looked funny. She thought that maybe she'd somehow ingested something she shouldn't have, then realized as she looked behind her that Remy and Mercy felt it, too.

"NOOOOOO!!!!" she heard Dion cry as he and the scenery of Woodstock faded from her view.

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"Wow... I'm starting to get used to this. This is fun, can we do it again?" Nyx said.

"Probably," Susanne answered, putting her laptop away.

"So... wait, this is... familiar... what, another concert?"

"Woodstock 99. No one will notice a little carnage."

"All RIGHT! Now you're talking!"