"Greetings No. 6! How are you feeling this morning?"
The voice sounded vaguely familiar. Jim was relieved to find someone to talk to, because he needed to find out what was going on. "I don't know. Where am I?"
"In the village." The man's voice seemed a little more sinister now. Jim was starting to get nervous.
"What do you want?" he asked the mysterious caller.
"Information."
What is this, a bad spy movie? Jim asked himself. Let's play along. "Whose side are you on?"
"That would be telling." The man started to rant. "We want information ... Information ... INFORMATION!"
"You won't get it," said Jim, trying to keep a straight face. Man, this was just like an old movie.
"By hook or by crook ... we will."
Jim was getting nervous again. This was going too far. "Who are you??"
"The new No. 2" the man said, satisfaction in his voice.
"Who is No. 1?" Jim asked logically. This seemed familiar somehow...
"You are No. 6."
Jim said
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