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It's my fault. It's all my fault that Lily and Cohen are dead. I walk into my "High" Room, an old linen closet, and grab whatever drugs I can infuse into my body. Relief waves over me, my pulse speeds up, it feels amazing to finally have a high after being without for a few months.

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