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PREVIOUSLY ON AFTERGLOW . . . the tension between Colleen and Joey rises, and the group commits acts of torture to cleanse the next artifact. Joey proves himself by finding the second Lazarus coin, and pushes the group to murder one of their own to cleanse the artifact. The Lazarus box is open, a friend is brought back from the dead.
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THE GROUP WAITED IN THE LOUNGE AFTER JOEY STRUMMED THE HARP.
Vivienne grew nervous as each minute passed while she fiddled with the badge in her pocket.
"Joey, what's going on?" Manny questioned at the absence of someone getting revived, Joey was pacing around back and forth.
Rosanna: It's been thirty minutes since Joey played the harp, and nothing is happening, I'm like trying to just like will it to work, I don't know maybe if I put the feelings into it?
"This harp is faulty." Manny comments.
"Please work, please work." Joey chanted.
"It won't work, won't it?" Rosanna asked.
"We did all of that hassle for nothing?" Vivienne questioned, frustrated once more.
"Ro, you saw me do exactly as it said, I stroked it three times, I thought of who I wanted to bring back. I don't know why they're not here."
Safiya: I thought the harp was gonna work, maybe it's just another game.
"What if the harp's magic was already out?" Vivienne guessed.
"Honestly I'm hopeful, I'm just more worried who exactly we brought back." Nikka spoke. "Whoever comes back is gonna have a vengeance, if I can back from the dead, I'd be pissed."
Suddenly a knock—more like a pound—on the door was heard. "Is that them on the door?" Vivienne grew hope.
Joey: So there's a knock on the door, and I think I know who it is?
Joey opened the door. "Hello?" He asked, then looking at his feet seeing a briefcase.
"You brought back a box?" Vivienne joked, disappointed that it was the revived person she was thinking about during the thirty minutes.
"Girl, no I didn't, you better not! It's a briefcase." Joey said, holding it.
Joey: Maybe I didn't know what it was, I'd honestly like a briefcase...sure...I'll take it.
The group walked back inside the lounge, setting the briefcase on the table. "I know who that belonged to!" Mortimer pointed at it.
