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Future Echoes Drabble
"Rimmer? You wanted to know what happened to you?" asked Dave Lister, age 171.
"Yes!"
"Well come closer..."
"Yes..."
"Come closer still..."
"Yes..."
"Closer..."
"Yes..."
The old man opened his mouth, as if to reveal some great truth, then burst into laughter. The future echo ended.
"-You goit'," Arnold Rimmer supplied. "I believe that's what I said to you, after that."
Lister was still laughing wickedly.
"That wasn't very nice, you know," the much younger-looking man chided fondly.
Lister grinned cheekily. "What did you want me to tell him, the truth? He never would've believed it...Ace."