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I addressed the other twenty-nine of us, laying out the plan. "I'm gonna try and dip into Bob's psyche and get him to open up the way for us. When he agrees, I'll give you all an energy charge and you create portals and take off out of him. Then, we should be free."
"Then we'll be out, sure, but what about you, Glitch?" Martin asked. "You'll still be merged with Bob. Your code is so deeply tangled in his… you won't be able to come free so easily."
I hadn't thought of that, but Copeland covered for me in my moment of hesitation. "We're not just leaving them high and dry. Glitch and Bob have done too much for us to abandon them. Once we're out, we'll have access to all our previous functions. We'll save Bob and completely decompile him from Glitch. We owe them that much."
"That's right!" A signal came from the back. The others joined in a cheer that made my heart swell. It was an overwhelming moment. Out of all the uselessness, failure and pain, I was one who saved them all, and they were going to do the same for me.
Copeland came to the front of their ranks. "You've done great things for all of us, Glitch. We'll support you however we can."
"Thanks," I said, "and if we're done having a little moment here, I say we get to work!"
The vote was unanimous.