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Gilbert is convinced that he's having visions again.

For what seems like the hundredth time today, he fishes in the pocket of his bathrobe for his mobile and comes up empty.  His hands return to scrub at the stubble on his cheeks, rubbing his eyes before disappearing into his mop of red hair, finger combing it back from his face.

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