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Everything I’d believed about the Bureau, my life’s work, was a lie. Uncle Alan’s cold, indifferent voice filtering through the air vent filled my mind for the umpteenth time. I felt hollowed out, my internal truth evaporated. I knew nothing about the Bureau at all, and maybe I never had. I felt used.
Two theories. 1, your uncle limps because he ripped the barrier between the planes. 2, they ripped the barrier trying to nuke the vampires' home.

