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None of them knew each other, but the three others formed an instant opinion of the fourth, a guy who walked with his shoulders thrown back and his chin lifted, as if he could hear an adoring audience cheering. He was the one who pushed on the glowing doors of the edifice they all came to consciousness in front of.

The doors opened inward.

"I'll #lead; you follow," the guy said. The other three glanced at each other.

"You're not the boss of us, actually," one said.