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[ Uh yeah, so Steve is waking up next to a drone for the first time and falls out of bed because hey, wasn't he in 2012 a second ago? And wasn't he, you know, taller? He's going to do the right thing this time, which is not freak out and tear a hole through the wall, probably because it would kill him to do so.

Instead, he will walk downstairs and snoop around and-- there's a picture of him on the wall, smiling, with his 'wife' and two kids.

He sees a rotary dial on the phone and he picks up to call numbers he remembers from 2012. And then numbers he remembers from 1943. And then zero. And then hangs up and goes to rifle through anything he can find in the shoeboxes of the downstairs closet to tell him where he is and why he's there.

Have fun waking up to your new dad sifting through files all over the kitchen table. ]

[ Action, around town ]

[ He doesn't believe this for a second. But this isn't just any sort of thing; he's small again. Someone's trying to make him forget. So he walks around town, because the one thing he needs right now is to get out of town. ]

Excuse me. Do you know the way to the train station?

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What the heck do you mean by that?

I mean exactly what I said. If I killed you right now, you'd wake up tomorrow morning in your bed- probably a little worse for the wear, but alive.

You know that from personal experience then?

I've died twice.

[ Arches a brow ]

You managed to die twice?

Mayfield has a delightful way of getting to you even when you think you're prepared for the worst.

You're telling me. I didn't expect to see you ever again.

For the last time, I'm not who you think I am.

Yeah, so you just have an evil twin.

I doubt it. [ He's too evil to have an evil twin. ] It's more likely that we're from different worlds and you had a run-in with someone who looks like me.

That's--

...Exactly like you?

It's possible. What year are you from?

...2012.

[ Yeah, go ahead and figure that one out. ]

2011 for me.

I have to say, you look awfully spry for someone who claims to have been around since the 1940's.

I'm surprised to see your face around, too, since the last time I saw it, you were dead. But apparently that doesn't mean much here.

[ He pinches his nose ]

I guess it wouldn't hurt to repeat this to you, but my body didn't used to look like this. And I was frozen for seventy years, and that's what kept me alive.

That's what the guy with your face was after.

Funny- outside of Mayfield, I've never died before.

... The guy with my face was after what, exactly?

The serum that made me... [ Bigger.... ]

Not skinny.

Huh. Weird.

That doesn't seem like something I'd be interested in, anyway. [ That's probably a lie, actually. ]

Your face wasn't interested in it, personally.

His employer was.

Ah, I see. It's funny, the things people will do for money. [ Okay, if someone paid him enough, he'd probably do whatever this guy is accusing him of doing. ]

It wasn't. He believed the cause.

That cause being--?

...Taking over the world.

[ Look okay, he's had some pretty cliché villains in his grill. ]

[ Pffft. He outright laughs at that. ] Oh, don't worry. I'm not nearly that ambitious.

You weren't. It was Schmidt. You were happy to kill yourself so I couldn't find out any more about him.

[ One last test ]

But he got greedy and his power killed him.

[ Waiting for this guy to get really really mad... ]

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