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And Then

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Parts 9
Time 42m

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Emmett experiences a horrifying accident that haunts him to the point where his day to day life has been changed into trying to survive each day. The question is, is he hallucinating her or is she really there?

"It's a nice place to sit and think. You don't have to be religious to come in here, I hope you know. Some of the people here, just come to think. Despite, their backgrounds, their different behaviours, they treat the chapel well. They treat this establishment well. Homeless people are not monsters, the mentally ill are not useless or weak, addicts are not ungrateful or pieces of garbage. They, Dr.Masters, are all human and they all deserve the same respect as a CEO does. If not more. And in my establishment, everyone is to be treated as such."

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