Maybe if he focused on the guy operating the forklift this time… Distracted him before he swung the heavy stone around… Was there something he could throw?

"Daniel." Jack's voice was irritating, a distant buzz he'd stopped listening to. "You can't change anything, and if you could, they're still dead."

Jack really doesn't get it, does he? Doesn't see that Daniel knows that, always has since that first time, when, yes, sure, he'd been shocked, upset.

It's not about saving them. It's about getting it right.

He waits impatiently for their screaming to end so that he can try again.

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