Strapping the restraint cuffs to Loboto's wrist, Sasha picked up the unconscience blue dentist and took him to the beach. "You really think handcuffs are going to stop him?" Mike asked, he and Cecilia still with the older agents.
"These are special handcuffs that repress psychic powers."
"Than how do you carry--"
"Only when they are hooked onto hands do they work."
"Hey?" Oleander yelled, "Where's the boat?"
"Hmm." Sasha pondered, "It seems we must levitate over." He turned to the rwo children, "Can you make it over?" They both nodded. "Alright, let's go."
"A few times in my life I've had moments of absolute clarity. When for a few brief seconds, the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think, and things seem so sharp and the world seems so fresh. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I've lived my life on these moments. They pull me back to the present and I realize that everything is exactly the way it was meant to be."