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"As well as you should doubt it." The disembodied voice of the Colonel floated out of the dark. Then the fight broke out.

The Professor not only grappled with a knotted rope around his throat, he also fought the voice in his head. –Kill Gilligan– it urged. –Rid yourself, and the others, of his incompetence forever

"No," he wheezed. "I won't. Not my little brother."

Everyone stopped fighting when the voice of Mrs White called out, "Wait! I think I found him!"

Miss Scarlett lit her candlestick. In its light, Gilligan lay in a growing pool of his own blood.

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