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Rafe

“Shit, shit, shit!” Vesper panics, frantically searching through the cupboards, pulling out small bottles and tubs, looking for something.

“Malia, breathe.” I beg. She was in agony. I could feel it. I could feel her slipping away.

She lets out a harrowing gasp. Spluttering blood all over me, just as more blood starts to drip from her nose.

“I can’t find it! Where is it?” Vesper cries

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