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"We're you going?" She called out, not concerned, but disappointed.

There was a walk-in closet to Johnny's right, the bed directly in front of him. There was a dresser and make-up table along the wall to his right.

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The door chimed pleasantly and unlocked. Tanner, leaning against the wall next to it, pushed it open. They looked in on a comfortably, modern apartment complex.

"Pleasantville U.S." Tanner muttered. "I guess even gangsters dream the American dream."