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"i still can't believe this." jonah gripped the arm-rests on the chair he was sitting on.

"our own bandmate could be dead." he said.

"shut up." corbyn said.

"what?" jonah questioned.

"i said shut up!" he yelled, jumping out of his seat.

"woah, corbs, calm down." zach said.

"no. i'm not gonn-" "corbyn!" "what?!"

"are you four daniel seavey's friends?" a nurse holding a white clipboard asked the band.

"y-yes ma'am." jack responded.





"he's gone."

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