Lionel stood at the window of the padded cell for a long time, watching his only son struggle in his own mind, his hands in his pockets. He stared at Lex's blank look and idly moving lips, unable to look away if only so the doctors and nurses around him wouldn't see the emotion in his eyes. A Luthor didn't show emotion to those undeserving, it was
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He tosses his towel down and sets his basket next to it, walking up to the stranger with a hesitant smile.
"Hey there. You look a little lost."
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"Yes, I think I am. Do you have any idea why I'm not currently in Kansas? I need to get back." He asked in a smooth voice, as his hands searched his pocket for his cellphone. If this man didn't have any answers, perhaps he could reach someone who did.
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"I hate to tell you this, but... That phone won't work. And no one could really tell you why you're in Kansas, except whatever is controlling this island decided you should be here, and not there." He hesitates, frowning, before he adds, "And there's no going back, either."
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Worry began to form in the back of his mind, but as always, Lionel just ignored it. He still had explore his options before worry was allowed to set in. Because he needed to get back, for Lex's sake. He wasn't about to trust his only heir to some crack pot doctor who could be paid to cause a young man to go insane.
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He makes an apologetic face, frowning softly. "You want to go sit somewhere? I know this is a lot to take in."
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"No, I'm alright." Lionel said in reply to the offer to sit. "Though I have to ask, despite the barren landscape, you don't seem to be living off nature. Is there civilization here?" That was something at least. He wouldn't have to experience what Lex had that had caused his second psychotic break.
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He realizes too late that he sounds a little like a hick from Backwater, Mississippi, but the bit about the plumbing slips out before he can stop it.
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He can't really tell the new guy to screw off, it's picnic time, so Scotty sucks up his frustration since it's for the greater good. At least he can try again later. He scoops up his basket and his towel and returns to the stranger.
"Okay, it's just up this way. By the way, I'm Scotty Wandell."
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"Lionel Luthor. I do appreciate this Mr. Wandell."
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He hesitates, thinking for a moment, then adds, "Well, the rec room is kind of crazy. It's like the island. The bookshelf and the jukebox have a mind of their own."
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