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Those who hadn’t succumbed to the sleep of Sara’s opium were stoned out of their minds, Jade amongst them. “Just relax, Jade.” I replied. “That certainly isn’t difficult.” Jade chuckled tiredly, “What sickness did you say this is?” “Dopasomnan; it’s a cerebral infection that targets your dopamine receptors.” I lied. I wasn’t sure exactly how Lucilla wanted to play this, so I refrained from telling Jade she was poisoned by her allies. “A brain infection.” Jade nodded, “That would explain the auditory hallucinations.” “That shouldn’t be one of your symptoms.” I frowned. “Is that so? Well then, can you hear that?” Jade petite asked me. I cocked my head and listened. It was a low buzzing, then it was a rumble, then a stampede overhead. It sounded like asian a great migration of birds was flying above us, but it was summer. “Must be Brandon.” I muttered. Then there was another sound. It was a deep sound, a feeling in my chest more than anything. Jade looked at me, and I looked at her. 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