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He’s rubbing his eyes with one hand. “ What is it now, Wilford. ” dreading to hear what kind of damage this man has possibly caused.

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“ There’s something that happened . . something bad. . but I can’t put a finger on it. . ” “ Why can’t I remember—? ”

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Matthew was walking by to head downstairs. He happened to hear those faint mumblings and could only tune in. Hearing the final sentence. He was standing there, debating if he should bother him. The doctor chose too. A gentle knock at the door could be heard. “ Mark—? ”