Drink It!

David stood frozen, his heart pounding with fear and uncertainty as he watched his grandfather's distress unfold before him. Tears welled up in his eyes, blurring his vision as he called out to Albert, his voice trembling with concern and desperation. "Grandpa, are you okay?" he cried out, his words laced with worry.

Meanwhile, Dante's voice cut through the chaos like a beacon of urgency, his tone thick with apprehension as he sought a solution to the dire situation. "We need to do something! What should we do?" he exclaimed, his eyes darting around the room in search of guidance.

However, Kevin's accusatory tone shattered the tense atmosphere, redirecting the focus onto Calvin. His voice dripped with disdain as he pointed an accusing finger at Calvin, assigning blame for the unfolding crisis. "Calvin did something to him! What did you do, Calvin? You bastard! You didn’t cure him, you make things worst! Admit it! You are just a rat who wants Albert Finch’s money!" Kevin demanded, his
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