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He looked around at all of them: exhausted, hungry, labcoats dingy from days of wear, and knew that he looked no better than any of them.
"We've made it this far together," he said slowly. "If any of you have any issues with this project - with anything we've even talked about as the most remote possibility - I want you to know that you can leave if you want. No recriminations, no guilt. Because after this..." He gasped the handle slowly, and met each of their eyes in turn. "After this, you won't be able to back out."
Not alive, anyway.
"We've made it this far together," he said slowly. "If any of you have any issues with this project - with anything we've even talked about as the most remote possibility - I want you to know that you can leave if you want. No recriminations, no guilt. Because after this..." He gasped the handle slowly, and met each of their eyes in turn. "After this, you won't be able to back out."
Not alive, anyway.