"Okay, here's the plan," I started, "Zack, you pretend you're dying from an unknown disease and distract them by leading them into the other train compartment. Emery, you then run over and grab the bomb from the seat while Ryder goes with you and keeps watch."
Zack narrowed his eyes. "And what are you going to do?"
"I'm going to sit here, and watch as this plan miserably fails."
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