Hypon was leaving the room when the 12th Stranger stopped him:"Oh by the way, Hypon, we've got a spy here, and you might want to stick around." The 13th then walked over to the corner of the room, and grabbed at the air. When his fist found purchase, he closed his fist and lifted up the cloaked Mobian observer, whose cloaking device immediately failed upon being lifted 20 feet in the air. (The rooms and chambers on the Timefleet are actually infinite-stories tall.) The Eleventh Stranger then walked over to the 13th, and yelled in the spy's face, asking:"WHO ARE YOU, MORTAL? AND WHO DO YOU WORK FOR?!" The Mobian was silent, refusing to answer. The Eleventh continued:"I'D SUGGEST YOU COOPERATE, BECAUSE NEARLY ANYONE IN THIS ROOM COULD EASILY KILL YOU WITH A THOUGHT!" The Mobian revealed horror on his face, then quickly cooperated:"Alright, alright! Just don't kill me! My name is _____, and I'm spying on you for _____, okay?!"
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