Questionable Person
“Can you check whether she is really gone?” he asked, his body suddenly convulsed into a serial of coughs. “She is gone”

He whispered. “Sorry, Becky, but I have to do this” he flipped the cover to the side. His eyes shifted to the tubes connected to the machines. He asked. “Vernon, do you know a way to not trigger them?”

Vernon pondered, said. “I know of one. First get coffee”

“Ah coffee… maybe my brain could use some” Draven said, his eyes shifted.

The door pulled back, tails of lavender hair swished to the slit, a childish voice squeaked into the room. “Rocco, hurry! I think this is his room”

“I am coming”

Remembering the little girl brought a smile to his fac
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