Hickey laughs at that. It's a bright, happy little laugh, completely inappropriate for the situation. It's more like the laugh of a man drunk or high on life as he stands up to look at John.
"There's something after you," he points out, absolutely drunk on this power. He reaches into his coat pocket to pull out a knife: his knife, the boat knife, the one he had on him when he first arrived. And he lunges at John, intent on trying to stab him, to run him through with it.
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"There's something after you," he points out, absolutely drunk on this power. He reaches into his coat pocket to pull out a knife: his knife, the boat knife, the one he had on him when he first arrived. And he lunges at John, intent on trying to stab him, to run him through with it.