~*Tess *~
Kyle seems sweetly confused by all the goings on so as Max gives us money for food to supplement the funds that Jim left I grab his hand and pull him out the door. As he drives I try to think about what would be the best method of feeding the masses.
Realising that people are probably not going to sleep much and that the boys at least will eat somewhat equivelent to the way Kyle does I suggest that we swing by the supermarket to get most of the food. and then we can supplement if we need to.
At the store I dispatch Kyle to pick out uncooked pizza, soda and chips while I get fruit, juice, veggies and dips and then we meet in the candy aisle to stock up. A swift stop by the tabasco section and we check out and head home, grabbing a few videos on the way.
As Kyle heats up the oven for the pizza, I gather blankets and pillows and sleeping bags and pile them in the living room, before checking on Kyle in the kitchen. Putting the pizza in the oven, we open chips, cut up veggies and put candy into bowls and just as the pizza is about finished the doorbell rings.
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~Isabel~
I sigh as I join my brother for the ride and chose to sit in back since I knew that Liz would be with us as well. Then, Alex came with us and I didn't say anything, didn't know what to say. I know he's interested in being more then friends, I know it's got to be rough with seeing that Michael and Max have both given into their feelings and actually welcomed themselves in a relationship, which meant that Liz and Maria both had someone, to most extents.
I'm just not certain if I am ready to let myself go in such a manner. Still, I don't have long to think about it at the moment. We drop him and then Liz off so they can get their things, then I am busy trying to decide on what to take with me for the night.
"Come on, Izzy," Max starts, "Just grab something before Mom comes in and starts asking questions about Jason."
"It's not that easy, Max," I say sharlply, turning to glare at him with my hands on my hips. I couldn't believe he had said that, like it was really that easy for me to decide. "We're doing the whole 'grief councelor' thing tomorrow. I need to find something subdued and mature, but I still have to look good." I pulled out a pair of my strappy black high-heeled shoes from the closet floor, trying to decide something, then I turn to Max, "Do you think these would be too flirty?"
Max shakes his head and I already no he's not going to be a good judge, "I have no idea. Bring two pair if you're not sure. You can decide in the morning."
"Great idea!" I say, grabbing a bigger bag from the closet and smiling. Loading it with three pairs of shoes, two pairs of pants and three tops, I sigh. I hope one of these will work. Grabbing my hair ties and make-up, I made certain I had my hair spray and brush.
"Okay, Let's get out of here," Max says when I finish and I sigh, carrying everything as I follow him toward the front door. Mom ends up stopping us on our way out to say hello and Max tells her we were getting our overnight bags.
Kissing her on the cheek, I bid her a goodnight, following Max as he goes to the jeep. Once again, I take the backseat so Liz can have the front and we pick her up before going to Alex's.
When Alex get's in beside me, I notice his look toward my bag and the grin on his face and I shrug. "Alright peoples, let's head out." He says and I turn to see my brother already starting the ignition and preparing for the drive to Kyle's. I never would have thought that I'd be spending the night in the Valenti house, that is just too strange to even dwell on. Though, it's better then dwelling on the entire situation with Jason.
I sigh and glance at Max in the rearview mirror, catching his glance toward me and wonder what he is thinking. I know my brother more then likely is feeling the most responsibility for all of this and it bothers me greatly.
I sigh as I join my brother for the ride and chose to sit in back since I knew that Liz would be with us as well. Then, Alex came with us and I didn't say anything, didn't know what to say. I know he's interested in being more then friends, I know it's got to be rough with seeing that Michael and Max have both given into their feelings and actually welcomed themselves in a relationship, which meant that Liz and Maria both had someone, to most extents.
I'm just not certain if I am ready to let myself go in such a manner. Still, I don't have long to think about it at the moment. We drop him and then Liz off so they can get their things, then I am busy trying to decide on what to take with me for the night.
"Come on, Izzy," Max starts, "Just grab something before Mom comes in and starts asking questions about Jason."
"It's not that easy, Max," I say sharlply, turning to glare at him with my hands on my hips. I couldn't believe he had said that, like it was really that easy for me to decide. "We're doing the whole 'grief councelor' thing tomorrow. I need to find something subdued and mature, but I still have to look good." I pulled out a pair of my strappy black high-heeled shoes from the closet floor, trying to decide something, then I turn to Max, "Do you think these would be too flirty?"
Max shakes his head and I already no he's not going to be a good judge, "I have no idea. Bring two pair if you're not sure. You can decide in the morning."
"Great idea!" I say, grabbing a bigger bag from the closet and smiling. Loading it with three pairs of shoes, two pairs of pants and three tops, I sigh. I hope one of these will work. Grabbing my hair ties and make-up, I made certain I had my hair spray and brush.
"Okay, Let's get out of here," Max says when I finish and I sigh, carrying everything as I follow him toward the front door. Mom ends up stopping us on our way out to say hello and Max tells her we were getting our overnight bags.
Kissing her on the cheek, I bid her a goodnight, following Max as he goes to the jeep. Once again, I take the backseat so Liz can have the front and we pick her up before going to Alex's.
When Alex get's in beside me, I notice his look toward my bag and the grin on his face and I shrug. "Alright peoples, let's head out." He says and I turn to see my brother already starting the ignition and preparing for the drive to Kyle's. I never would have thought that I'd be spending the night in the Valenti house, that is just too strange to even dwell on. Though, it's better then dwelling on the entire situation with Jason.
I sigh and glance at Max in the rearview mirror, catching his glance toward me and wonder what he is thinking. I know my brother more then likely is feeling the most responsibility for all of this and it bothers me greatly.
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*Alex*
We reach the Valenti residence and I breathe a sigh of relief. Well, we made here safe and sound. Iz was really quiet on the way here. I hope its our current scary Ulyssa situation and not me. I know she doesn't want to be in a relationship right now, but I can't help but think she doesn't want to be in a relationship with me. If that's the case it's fine. I'm not going to say it won't hurt, because it will.
I am not a stranger to heartbreak. Need proof? Listen to every song I've ever written. I guess I am just tired of being dangled on a string. If there's no hope for Isabel and I to be together I am just going to end it now. Don't get me wrong. If she has feelings for me ,but just isn't ready yet I'll wait forever. She is the goddess of my heart. I just wish I knew what she is thinking.
I guess I'll find out when ask her to prom tonight. I try to calm the butterflys in my stomach. We start to get out of the car so I grab Iz' bag. I stain at the new weight. Almost toppling over I regain my balance. Trying to find my lost pride I grin sheepishly,
"That's a little bit heavy." I state easing the bags onto my shoulders.
Never let her see you sweat Whittman!
We reach the Valenti residence and I breathe a sigh of relief. Well, we made here safe and sound. Iz was really quiet on the way here. I hope its our current scary Ulyssa situation and not me. I know she doesn't want to be in a relationship right now, but I can't help but think she doesn't want to be in a relationship with me. If that's the case it's fine. I'm not going to say it won't hurt, because it will.
I am not a stranger to heartbreak. Need proof? Listen to every song I've ever written. I guess I am just tired of being dangled on a string. If there's no hope for Isabel and I to be together I am just going to end it now. Don't get me wrong. If she has feelings for me ,but just isn't ready yet I'll wait forever. She is the goddess of my heart. I just wish I knew what she is thinking.
I guess I'll find out when ask her to prom tonight. I try to calm the butterflys in my stomach. We start to get out of the car so I grab Iz' bag. I stain at the new weight. Almost toppling over I regain my balance. Trying to find my lost pride I grin sheepishly,
"That's a little bit heavy." I state easing the bags onto my shoulders.
Never let her see you sweat Whittman!
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Liz Parker
We arrive at the Valenti's and everyone gets out the jeep. Alex grabs Isabel's without realizing how heavy it is and almost face plants into the sidewalk. I smile a little after assuring myself he isn't hurt or anything. I smile a little at Alex's comment
"That's a little bit heavy."
You'd have thought he would realize that a girl's bag would be heavy...I mean we pack everything, even if it's only for only one night. You never know when you'll need a blowdryer, curling iron, 5 pairs of socks, or other such thing. As Isabel and Alex head up the walk to the front door
I reach for my bag and just happen grab the bag's strap at the same time Max does, our hands gripping the bag's strap at either side.
"Max, I can get my own bag. You don't have to help me, I've got it."
We stand there staring intensely at each other, as if willing the other to let go of the bag. It was just like him to pull this with me. Even with everything that had happened I wasn't going to ruin what I had done to save the world. Yeah, I might have broken down earlier when...when Jason killed himself, but I couldn't afford to be weak. I couldn't afford letting him back in, even with the most recent development of Ulyssa and whatever she wanted from us.
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ooc: Okay, I'll let Max respond to that now.
We arrive at the Valenti's and everyone gets out the jeep. Alex grabs Isabel's without realizing how heavy it is and almost face plants into the sidewalk. I smile a little after assuring myself he isn't hurt or anything. I smile a little at Alex's comment
"That's a little bit heavy."
You'd have thought he would realize that a girl's bag would be heavy...I mean we pack everything, even if it's only for only one night. You never know when you'll need a blowdryer, curling iron, 5 pairs of socks, or other such thing. As Isabel and Alex head up the walk to the front door
I reach for my bag and just happen grab the bag's strap at the same time Max does, our hands gripping the bag's strap at either side.
"Max, I can get my own bag. You don't have to help me, I've got it."
We stand there staring intensely at each other, as if willing the other to let go of the bag. It was just like him to pull this with me. Even with everything that had happened I wasn't going to ruin what I had done to save the world. Yeah, I might have broken down earlier when...when Jason killed himself, but I couldn't afford to be weak. I couldn't afford letting him back in, even with the most recent development of Ulyssa and whatever she wanted from us.
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ooc: Okay, I'll let Max respond to that now.
*Max*
As Alex and Isabel start into the house, I through my bag over my shoulder and reach for the last one as well -- Liz's. She grabs it at the same time and turns, almost glaring at me as she announces that she can get her own bag.
Why can't anything ever be easy with Liz anymore? I can't even grab a bag in case it might be hers? Ever since May -- One night she's lying in my arms, knowing that I want to be with her forever. Two days later, she's walking away from the Pod Chamber and me, swearing I should be with Tess.
And it's been the same ever since. Telling me to be with Tess and then getting upset if I say more than two words to the girl, or walk her home. She tramps on my heart, sleeps with Kyle and then gets mad at me for letting Tess help me with memories of Antar, and gets mad at me again when I try to show her that I care for her. I love Liz so much, and she's hurt me so much. It's so tiring to try to please her, trying to guess what she wants because it always seems to be wrong. Everything has to have so much riding on it all the time. All I'm doing is carrying a bag...
"Sure, I know you can," I tell her as I pull it away, gently but firmly, and pull it up on my shoulder. It's heavier than it looks, but not enough to make me strain. All those late-night workouts really have had a result, afterall. "But I got there first. You can carry as many bags as you like on the way home, but it's my turn this time."
I'm not positive I was really there 'first,' but I got the bag now and I'm not surrendering it. I turn and start walking into the house, hoping she can just take it for what it is and not have to read something into it. "Let's go."
As Alex and Isabel start into the house, I through my bag over my shoulder and reach for the last one as well -- Liz's. She grabs it at the same time and turns, almost glaring at me as she announces that she can get her own bag.
Why can't anything ever be easy with Liz anymore? I can't even grab a bag in case it might be hers? Ever since May -- One night she's lying in my arms, knowing that I want to be with her forever. Two days later, she's walking away from the Pod Chamber and me, swearing I should be with Tess.
And it's been the same ever since. Telling me to be with Tess and then getting upset if I say more than two words to the girl, or walk her home. She tramps on my heart, sleeps with Kyle and then gets mad at me for letting Tess help me with memories of Antar, and gets mad at me again when I try to show her that I care for her. I love Liz so much, and she's hurt me so much. It's so tiring to try to please her, trying to guess what she wants because it always seems to be wrong. Everything has to have so much riding on it all the time. All I'm doing is carrying a bag...
"Sure, I know you can," I tell her as I pull it away, gently but firmly, and pull it up on my shoulder. It's heavier than it looks, but not enough to make me strain. All those late-night workouts really have had a result, afterall. "But I got there first. You can carry as many bags as you like on the way home, but it's my turn this time."
I'm not positive I was really there 'first,' but I got the bag now and I'm not surrendering it. I turn and start walking into the house, hoping she can just take it for what it is and not have to read something into it. "Let's go."
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Liz Parker
Sure, I know you can," Max tells me as he pulls the bag from me gently, but firmly and places the strap on his shoulder. "But I got there first. You can carry as many bags as you like on the way home, but it's my turn this time."
"Okay, fine." I say with a little attitude directed at Max. I mean I could have carried my own bag. We get into the house and Max goes to drop of our bags in the living room. I pass him on my way to kitchen and do whisper a quick 'thank you' to him. I didn't have to be happy about him helping me, but I didn't have to be ungrateful also. After that thought my mind turns to the smell of pizza that I can almost see wafting out of the kitchen. As I walk into the kitchen I say outloud,
"Doth my nose decieve me, is that cheese pizza I smell?? I'm starving, oh please tell me there's a plate I could use?"
Kyle smirks and hands me a plate. Immediately I reach over to the freshly baked cheese pizza and pick up a hot piece carefully. I take a big bite of the dripping with cheese slice and promptly burn my mouth. I waved my hand rapidly in front of my open mouth full of pizza.
"Omfw...thw poofze z hot. I thwink I burw mof tongwuf."
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ooc: hot pizza and burning tongues...I bet everyone can relate.
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Sure, I know you can," Max tells me as he pulls the bag from me gently, but firmly and places the strap on his shoulder. "But I got there first. You can carry as many bags as you like on the way home, but it's my turn this time."
"Okay, fine." I say with a little attitude directed at Max. I mean I could have carried my own bag. We get into the house and Max goes to drop of our bags in the living room. I pass him on my way to kitchen and do whisper a quick 'thank you' to him. I didn't have to be happy about him helping me, but I didn't have to be ungrateful also. After that thought my mind turns to the smell of pizza that I can almost see wafting out of the kitchen. As I walk into the kitchen I say outloud,
"Doth my nose decieve me, is that cheese pizza I smell?? I'm starving, oh please tell me there's a plate I could use?"
Kyle smirks and hands me a plate. Immediately I reach over to the freshly baked cheese pizza and pick up a hot piece carefully. I take a big bite of the dripping with cheese slice and promptly burn my mouth. I waved my hand rapidly in front of my open mouth full of pizza.
"Omfw...thw poofze z hot. I thwink I burw mof tongwuf."
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ooc: hot pizza and burning tongues...I bet everyone can relate.
lol.*Max*
I'm glad that Liz lets it go when I take her bag, although I have a feeling I'll hear more about that at some time. Liz is my friend, and in spite of everything, I still love her. I wish I could sort things out with her, but she doesn't want to try. And, well, right now, we have bigger problems to deal with. Whoever wrote that note about the "Age of Ulyssa" is definately going to be a major problem in less than 20 hours...
Still, I can't help but laugh as Liz burns her tongue on the pizza. It's nice to see something so normal. To do something as normal as eating. Hopefully, it will help put us all in a more productive mode once our bellies are filled.
"I'm sure you'll survive even without any special healing," I laugh. I pick up a piece of my own, covered with pineapple and hot peppers. Using my powers, I modulate the temperature slightly before putting in it in my mouth and taking a bite.
Hot and sweet and spicy. Absolutely wonderful!
I'm glad that Liz lets it go when I take her bag, although I have a feeling I'll hear more about that at some time. Liz is my friend, and in spite of everything, I still love her. I wish I could sort things out with her, but she doesn't want to try. And, well, right now, we have bigger problems to deal with. Whoever wrote that note about the "Age of Ulyssa" is definately going to be a major problem in less than 20 hours...
Still, I can't help but laugh as Liz burns her tongue on the pizza. It's nice to see something so normal. To do something as normal as eating. Hopefully, it will help put us all in a more productive mode once our bellies are filled.
"I'm sure you'll survive even without any special healing," I laugh. I pick up a piece of my own, covered with pineapple and hot peppers. Using my powers, I modulate the temperature slightly before putting in it in my mouth and taking a bite.
Hot and sweet and spicy. Absolutely wonderful!
~Michael~
Panting I turn the corner onto Kyle's block, I try to ignore the sharp stitch that's formed in my side. The sweat dripping from my brow into my eyes is not helped by the fact that I'm wearing a heavy leather jacket in the middle of the desert. I did contemplate taking it off several blocks back, but I didn't want to waste the time it took to stop.
As I approach Kyle's I notice Max and Maria's cars are parked out front. I break into a sprint, running up to the Kyle's front door and barge in suddenly - a couple of the girls let out audible gasps as I rush in. Still winded and with the parchment firmly in my hand I walk over to Kyle's couch and collapse onto it, and trying to catch my breath.
The group comes over to the couch with mingled looks of shock and fear on their faces. Max, ever the leader, steps forward and starts to speak, but I interrupt him.
"Max...well...." I say, still breathless ".... she... was.... there....today,...in... my... apartment...." I say, handing him the parchment with my words written on it. "...she's watching us....all of us...." I add, as I collapse back against Kyle's couch and close my eyes to prevent more beads of stinging sweat from entering them.
Panting I turn the corner onto Kyle's block, I try to ignore the sharp stitch that's formed in my side. The sweat dripping from my brow into my eyes is not helped by the fact that I'm wearing a heavy leather jacket in the middle of the desert. I did contemplate taking it off several blocks back, but I didn't want to waste the time it took to stop.
As I approach Kyle's I notice Max and Maria's cars are parked out front. I break into a sprint, running up to the Kyle's front door and barge in suddenly - a couple of the girls let out audible gasps as I rush in. Still winded and with the parchment firmly in my hand I walk over to Kyle's couch and collapse onto it, and trying to catch my breath.
The group comes over to the couch with mingled looks of shock and fear on their faces. Max, ever the leader, steps forward and starts to speak, but I interrupt him.
"Max...well...." I say, still breathless ".... she... was.... there....today,...in... my... apartment...." I say, handing him the parchment with my words written on it. "...she's watching us....all of us...." I add, as I collapse back against Kyle's couch and close my eyes to prevent more beads of stinging sweat from entering them.
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Ooc: This part is sucky, but it's better than nothing, right?
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Kyle
After Tess and I did some shopping we headed back home. I mentally shook my head at the things we had bought, but didn't say a thing. It was food and it was eatable. I know I hadn't said much, but Tess hadn't either, so why should I? Besides, she didn't even seem to notice I was quiet - maybe she was thinking about the whole Ulyssa thing too?
We were preparing some pizza, when people started coming to the apartment. Liz came to the kitchen later, looking somewhat hungry...
"Doth my nose decieve me, is that cheese pizza I smell?? I'm starving, oh please tell me there's a plate I could use?" she asked.
I handed her a plate and watched as she took a bite. Then she mumbled something about burning his tongue. I let out a small laugh. I guess I should've warned her that it was really hot, but oh well...I didn't have time to say a thing, did I?
Then my gaze turned to Max who did something to his pizza - but I guess aliens had their own ways to make themselves tasty food. I looked away from Max. I still couldn't the comfortable around him. I took a glass of water and started drinking it. Actually no one had noticed that i hadn't said much after the whole thing with Jason....hmh. Usually I was the one talking and not the other way.
Then Michael appears to the place and collapses on the couch. I looked at him, somewhat shocked. He just came in with a bang. That can startle people. Max walked to Michael. Of course. He wanted to know what was happening...typical. Not like I didn't want to know, but...
"Max...well.... she... was.... there....today,...in... my... apartment...she's watching us....all of us...." Michael says, still out of breath and gave Max a parchment.
I sighed and decided to stay quiet. May words could affect wrongly. I wasn't sure how'd I say what's on my mind. I was still worried though. It showed on my face. Better for the Buddha boy to think about what Buddha says in his mind. Sighing I turned to face away from Max and drank the water. I would hear the message just like the others.
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Kyle is silent and moody and worried and and...oh well. He's just Kyle *shrugs*
It's just like Kyle's forgotten how to speak
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Kyle
After Tess and I did some shopping we headed back home. I mentally shook my head at the things we had bought, but didn't say a thing. It was food and it was eatable. I know I hadn't said much, but Tess hadn't either, so why should I? Besides, she didn't even seem to notice I was quiet - maybe she was thinking about the whole Ulyssa thing too?
We were preparing some pizza, when people started coming to the apartment. Liz came to the kitchen later, looking somewhat hungry...
"Doth my nose decieve me, is that cheese pizza I smell?? I'm starving, oh please tell me there's a plate I could use?" she asked.
I handed her a plate and watched as she took a bite. Then she mumbled something about burning his tongue. I let out a small laugh. I guess I should've warned her that it was really hot, but oh well...I didn't have time to say a thing, did I?
Then my gaze turned to Max who did something to his pizza - but I guess aliens had their own ways to make themselves tasty food. I looked away from Max. I still couldn't the comfortable around him. I took a glass of water and started drinking it. Actually no one had noticed that i hadn't said much after the whole thing with Jason....hmh. Usually I was the one talking and not the other way.
Then Michael appears to the place and collapses on the couch. I looked at him, somewhat shocked. He just came in with a bang. That can startle people. Max walked to Michael. Of course. He wanted to know what was happening...typical. Not like I didn't want to know, but...
"Max...well.... she... was.... there....today,...in... my... apartment...she's watching us....all of us...." Michael says, still out of breath and gave Max a parchment.
I sighed and decided to stay quiet. May words could affect wrongly. I wasn't sure how'd I say what's on my mind. I was still worried though. It showed on my face. Better for the Buddha boy to think about what Buddha says in his mind. Sighing I turned to face away from Max and drank the water. I would hear the message just like the others.
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Kyle is silent and moody and worried and and...oh well. He's just Kyle *shrugs*
It's just like Kyle's forgotten how to speak
The only "ism" Hollywood believes in is plagiarism.
- Dorothy Parker
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*Max*
Michael's appearance is as alarming as it is sudden. He looks like he's run the whole way here. And as usual, his stuccato explanation doesn't give much by way of clarification. He seems to be out of breath but otherwise unharmed, so I pick up the note.
I start to read the note aloud. At first, it doesn't make much more sense than Michael's words. It doesn't look at all like the strange poetry our mysterious visitor wrote last time.
"Fuckin, A...
God damn it...
You coward fuck...
You wanna play games, huh? huh?...
...you may call me coward and call me meek, but you’ll think differently, given a week...games are fun and enjoying to play, but not just now and not today..."
When I get to the second part of the note, I realize that it's a response. The first part was Michael and the second was our note-writer, adding a response, although it was all in the same archaic writing style.
"How did you find this?" I ask Michael who is starting to catch his breath. "Did you hear the person's voice? Did you see them?"
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Michael's appearance is as alarming as it is sudden. He looks like he's run the whole way here. And as usual, his stuccato explanation doesn't give much by way of clarification. He seems to be out of breath but otherwise unharmed, so I pick up the note.
I start to read the note aloud. At first, it doesn't make much more sense than Michael's words. It doesn't look at all like the strange poetry our mysterious visitor wrote last time.
"Fuckin, A...
God damn it...
You coward fuck...
You wanna play games, huh? huh?...
...you may call me coward and call me meek, but you’ll think differently, given a week...games are fun and enjoying to play, but not just now and not today..."
When I get to the second part of the note, I realize that it's a response. The first part was Michael and the second was our note-writer, adding a response, although it was all in the same archaic writing style.
"How did you find this?" I ask Michael who is starting to catch his breath. "Did you hear the person's voice? Did you see them?"
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