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motioned toward Bolswaithe. “The venom effect lasts about an hour, but I’ll give them something right now so we can talk and practice teamwork for the remainder of the day. Think about what you did wrong and how to correct it,” she said to the paralyzed Tony and Elise. “Please bring them along, Bolswaithe. Goodnight, Thomas.”
          As Killjoy left the office, Bolswaithe followed closely behind carrying Tony under one arm and Elise under the other.
          “So…” the Doctor said, coming out from behind his desk. “Bolswaithe told me that you got a message from your grandfather.”
          “A birthday present,” Thomas said, pulling out the car key from his pocket.
          “The Impala?” The Doctor smiled. “That’s a wonderful gift, Thomas. Congratulations! You’ll have to take me for a ride some time.”
          “Thank you, Doctor.” Thomas smiled; it really was a wonderful gift.
          “Unfortunately,” the Doctor continued, “we’ll have to wait some time for that. Until we know how the Warmaster is tracking your movements, we can’t let you out of the Mansion.”
          “I understand.” With a heavy sigh, Thomas fiddled with the key.
    “What’s wrong, Thomas?” the Doctor asked. “And no, I still can’t read your mind. I don’t need to read your mind to know that something’s troubling you.”
          Thomas lifted the key up. “I don’t know what to think about this.”
          “What do you mean?”
    “This car was Grandpa’s most cherished possession,” he said. “He cared for it as if it was another son. My dad only drove it a couple of times. I mean...I’ve never driven it. If Gramps was here, I know this would not have been my birthday present! And to get it now just scares the hell out of me.”
    For a second, Thomas wished that the Doctor could still read his mind. It just didn’t scare him; it terrified him. He had been happy to receive the car at first, but then, one fleeting thought passed through his mind. What if Gramps was giving away his car because he was severing his ties to humanity? What if he was giving him his inheritance? Could it be that Gramps had already decided to completely abandon him?
    It had gnawed at him since returning from Caracalla. Thomas’s brain had raced through all possible explanations, and not finding a clear solution was the only thing that kept him from having an actual panic attack. “So you think he’s giving it to you because he’s not coming back.” The Doctor cut right into the matter.
    “I don’t know what to think.” Thomas hunched his shoulders. “But I’m scared about that.What if he’s just given up on us? What if he’s giving up on me?”
          His Cypher powers couldn’t find any hidden meaning in the note or Gramps’s present. There was no code to break, no further insight beyond that of the wonderful gift he had received. Had it been, he was sure his mind would have decoded it already. So it was probably his imagination and anxiety running wild.
    The Doctor placed a hand on Thomas’s shoulder. “Your grandfather is living in a perfect world,” he said. “Much better than ours.” He enumerated with a hand. “There’s no famine, they're almost free of sickness, the people around him are powerful, magical, timeless, they are in tune with nature…even their wars are more civilized than ours. He’s convinced he can give that world to all of us if they control the Book of Concord. ” He smiled. “To be truthful, I'd love to live in that world, but it’s impossible. Humans can't live in a perfect, magical world. We tried, long, long ago, and we failed. What makes us human are our flaws.”
    “And I was happy living a ‘flawed’ life with him, Doctor. I didn’t want to become a Cypher, or know all the things I know now. We were happy living together; we had even come to terms about losing my parents.”
    The Doctor stopped Thomas by