Jackson
JEM!
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Damn it! How comes her door locked?! Great, I'm going to call her home, then...
Charles
Hello?
Jackson
Where's Jem?!
Charles
Polite man we've got there.
Jackson
I'm sorry. Who are you?
Charles
Bullshit. Jem's not here.
Jackson
I'm. Asking. Where. She. Is.
Charles
Whoa, no need to growl, wolf. She's at the hospital.
Jackson
Wait, wh-!
Charles
She wanted to kill herself, by hanging. She almost did, though, but the hook, er, wasn't super stable, it wobbled, I guess. It was enough to cut her breathing long enough.
Jackson
At least tell me what hospital she's in!
Darn it. The freak hanged up.
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When Reality Strikes
Short StoryOne girl, named Jem but labeled as mentally-troubled, paranoiac. Has she ever asked to see a psychologist? No. Was meeting an unexpectedly meddlesome Jackson in her plans? Never in the world. Nonetheless, in life, you got to expect the unexpected...
