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[[Nega-Nick (masquerading as "our" Nick) is laying atop Trudy in "missionary position. The background of the frame is faded, indistinct. From somewhere outside the frame we hear Nega-Nick's voice.]]
Nega-Nick: Trudy?

[[The frame background snaps back to fully focused. We see Nega-Nick and Trudy fully clothed. Trudy is pulling back from Nega-Nick, her eyes wide, as he looks at her with sad and concerned expression.
Nega-Nick: Are... you alright...?

[[Trudy shoves Nega-Nick away and enters her hotel room, slamming the door in his face.]]
<<SLAM>>

[[Trudy sits shaking on the other side of the door, her fists in her hair and tears streaming from eyes that are squeezed shut in denial.]]
Trudy: [thinking to herself] Control... Fight it... Need... control...