*Mike puts the transmitter in the pocket of a coat that is for some reason hanging from the wall, then puts on the coat.*
"These might come in handy later."
*Sighs*
"That transmitter could come in handy later. I'll fix it."
*Grabs the pieces and puts them in his other coat pocket. Goes back to his own room.*
*An ice dart flies out of nowhere and hits Garret in the heart. He stares at it uncomprehendingly.*
"... Ouch..."
*He collapses, dead.*
(Don't worry, I'll bring him back when I get back from summer camp in three weeks. Hasta la bye bye! )