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airy sat in the chair in the waiting room. all was calm and silent. he felt sort of at peace now. like maybe... he could learn to live with himself. here. alone forever in the waiting room. in his eyes he'd been shrunk down and placed delicately onto the plane. that place he'd worked on so hard, and loved so much. but it was never meant to be. he knew that. he couldn't stay here, much as he'd like to. after meeting backpack- no.. liam, in his old world, he'd realized how much he missed being around others. the twenty or so years spent alone must've dulled it somewhat, but he knew now more than ever that he could no longer bare being alone for one more moment. so.. he flicked through radio channels, settling on one after a moment or two. bracing himself for what could lie on the other side, he flicked the radio's antenna up, and...