He was in the bedroom of his worst enemy: Ernie Piatzo, that geek he went to high school with. He hadn't seen Ernie in a few years, but he had always hated him since the time Ernie had kicked him off the chess club. "Ernie Piatzo!" Jim exclaimed.
"That's correct," Ernie said. He was still the same old Ernie. Same thick glasses and pigeon chest. He was fiddling with some kind of machine. That's right. Jim suddenly remembered that Ernie had gone to the Massachusetts Technical Institute.
"My plan is reaching fruition," Ernie said, and he quickly turned a dial on the machine. Jim suddenly:
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