'Madeline,' Nick Said, 'I'm Sorry,' Madeline Said.

Nick's own copies understood the concept well enough to accept their fate with at least some come of peace. He could only hope that the multitude of madelines head sentenced to death would fail to understand what was happening to them before it happened. As near as nick could tell, the strategy was working. Strings upon strings of empty suites detached themselves from the physical structure of the hotel. Nick waited a full second before exerting his own power and pushing the stragglers insi on a wave of cold space time. The next billion or so were pulled in by the limitless atmosphere of the hilbert rushing through the open door.