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Dom walked out of the office, feeling dazed. Suddenly, he heard his name. "Dom?"
"Miles!" His face creasing in both puzzlement and relief, he moved towards the older man. "What are you doing here?"
Miles pulled him into a quick hug. "Long story. But I need you to come with me. Now. The others…are in a considerable amount of danger."
"Danger?" Cobb's face darkened slightly. "What's going on?"
"They're under," Miles explained, ushering him along the corridor. "You and I need to find them and pull them out."
Ariadne's eyes widened, and she took a step back ."Get away from me."
"Oh, come on," the older boy said, his hands outstretched. "Come on, Ari. We can have some fun. You know you're begging for it, you little slut!"
Ariadne took a step back. "No!"
He took another step forward. "Don't make me hurt you…"
"Leave me alone!" the younger girl almost shrieked. She took another step, but then realised she was blocked off by a bench. She swallowed. Suddenly, he lunged and grabbed her, almost pulling her to the floor.
"let go of me!" she screamed.
"No chance," he said, grabbing roughly at her shirt. "You've been begging for this for months, you little-"
Suddenly, the door banged open. Eames stood in the doorway, his eyes widening as he took in what was unfolding in front of him.
"Come on, pussy!" the boy jeered. "Can't you do better than that?"
Arthur hurled himself forward. Grabbing the other boy by the neck, he slammed his head against the lockers, and barely pausing, slammed it again.
Dom blinked. He was in a school. A maze of hallways suddenly stretched before him. "They could be anywhere," he muttered to himself. Suddenly, he heard a crash, and began to run.
Saito looked at Miles. "You sent him in?"
"Yes," Miles said curtly, "before you do them some real damage."
Saito shrugged. "I am merely making them face up to their fears, professor. By letting them go into these dreams-"
"They won't realise they're projections," Miles interrupted. "They will think they're real. And what do you intend to do with them afterwards?"
Saito smiled, coldly. "I intend to extract their problems. Make them perfect."
Miles gritted his teeth. "Perfect?"
"Professor." Saito looked at the older man. "If you can remove what makes them angry, afraid, hurt…you end up with perfection. Perfect people."
Miles narrowed his eyes. "You want to control them."
Saito looked at him. "Not I. I'm just the messenger."
"Get off her!" Grabbing the other boy roughly, Eames pulled him off Ariadne. He sent him flying into the bench. Ariadne sat up, choking.
The other boy straightened up. "Oh, so you want the little bitch, do you?" He practically snarled. "It'll cost you. Go on Ari, tell him how you stabbed me!"
Dom could hear the crashing. Running at a pace now, he heard the crashing further. Turning a corridor, he saw a flash of white.
"Arthur!" Dom shouted, turning further. "Arthur!"
He paused. The younger boy was holding another by the hair, and remorselessly slamming his head into the locker.
"Arthur!" Dom shouted, and tried to pull him off the other boy. "Arthur, stop it, its not re-"
He stopped mid sentenced, silenced by a frenzied punch to the jaw. Arthur, his eyes wild, turned and ran.
Without stopping to think, he went forward, and grabbed the shoulders of the other boy, dragging him off the petite girl. As she lay there, gasping, Eames didn't hesitate to put the
