[Accidental Voice] [*]
...Why is it that I can't... [Some rustling noise, then silence broken only by heavy breath.]
Boy, it's bleeding... I'm sore...
I-is it too late? Perhaps it's too late. But if he did something... I...
No. No, I refuse to believe that!
[End Voice]
NEVER MIND YESTERDAY. There you have it, in big fat bold.
Curse. That's
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