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Something was definitely missing in this, but Cowen couldn't visualize it no matter how much pills or whatever limits he took to get the better image

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Something was definitely missing in this, but Cowen couldn't visualize it no matter how much pills or whatever limits he took to get the better image. At approximately 4:00, the young stud of a postman delivers the mail. He walks to the door and unwraps the brown parchment and beneath it is exactly as he predicted.

The one thing he remembered to forget in his life was when he encountered the disgusting and grotesque Kimberley, New York's finest KN. News news reporter herself. One spiteful and ugly encounter in the University where his twenty-two-year-old daughter had been expelled for illicit behavior resulted in a sexual altercation in the student annex.

From then on, she just wouldn't get off the underpart of his shoe. All Cowen was dying to do at this very moment was march right up the KN.News center and shove the letter right into her throat. What would it take for him to kill Kimberley and rid her off this world, his life and marriage once and for all? This was just another one of his unanswered questions. What really mattered right now was finding out about Patient Zero.

What was it about Emma Woodburn that made her so special? Cowen sat down on his comfy desk and ignored the pictures of Spider-Woman doing her climbing, Pope Apocalypto spying and creeping on neighbors and Eye-Sore talking to herself in the garden. Beside those photos, which he personally took as part of his professional work, were his picture frame of his wife Thembi and daughter at the age of seven, as well as the blue coffee mug that reminded him that reality wasn't at all too depressing.

Cowen later found himself chuckling at the memory. Hiding and stalking his patients in order to take a bigger, less black-and-white picture of their secret lives. It was fun, but a little while later, it ended up being creepy as hell. Beside the coffee mug was his speakers and worn-out baby monitor from when his daughter had been less bittersweet.

With his whole soul, Cowen gazed into his laptop which made him play and replay old videos of his interviews with Emma Woodburn. Each video showed her in different moods and state of emotion. A file titled "Monday" showed Emma in a calm, descent nature as she reflected on her former job as a writer before she turned to a housewife. In a file titled "Wednesday", Emma was seen in a depressed state as she reflected on why she stopped writing when her works faced rejection by the publishers.

"I'm no better writer than the one who writes me," she said to Cowen. Then in a file titled "Friday", Emma was now acting like a form of animal. The video started with Cowen asking her to reflect on how much she loved Pete, then instead, Emma started acting like a dog. Cowen watched as she crawled on the cold, metal floor and growled at the air. In a file titled "Sunday", Cowen was heard asking Emma to try recollecting what she loved to do as a kid.

It went on with her communicating in a less violent manner, then a few minutes later, she went frozen solid in a comatose state. Her eyes had turned a bloodshot red for the whole rest of the session with Cowen heard asking the rest of the questions to a ghost. At the end of the video, Emma smiled then laughed. Laughing as though inside that whole "comma-world", she'd seen something funny and it made her laugh.

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