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Marooned

Rick finally answered after what seemed an everlasting eternity “Everything ok?”

“No. No! Em is having a…a reaction, I don’t know! Shit! This is all fucked!” He grappled with his tumbling thoughts and he was not entirely sure this was happening.

“Calm down, did you disperse the effluvium?” Rick asked languidly.

“Christ! I just told you Em is in trouble, is that all you care about?”

“Did you follow through, Jesse?” Rick persisted.

“Yes, yes! Now for godsakes what do I do?”

“It’s best you don’t call this number again.” Rick said, and hung up.

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