Jeffrey was battling his own nausea, trying to keep it together as he moved closer to assist.

"Quincy was tied up, and her arm was broken. She couldn't have left anything behind! Everett, you need to calm down!"

But Everett wasn't listening. His bare hands sifted through the clotted blood, searching desperately.

"Everett!"

"Everett, there's nothing here!"

"Shut up!" Everett barked back, his voice fierce, "I have to find it. This is Dorothy's only hope. I must find it!"

Watching Everett's almost obsessive behavior, Jeffrey felt a deep sorrow but also understood.

This chance at life was Dorothy's gift to him.

Jeffrey knew the depth of Everett's love for Dorothy, having witnessed their journey together.

die because the antidote wasn't found, Everett wouldn't want to go

anything! We can find another way to

way?" Everett snapped, his gaze piercing. "Do you

a loss. Even when Quincy was alive,

she was

someone to bring them in for questioning, alright?" Before Jeffrey could finish, Everett froze. Right

it was unclear what these numbers meant, especially since

took photos with his phone, not

be safe, Jeffrey also took several pictures from

phone number?" It didn't seem right to

Everett

for

lethal if misused. A wrong sequence could turn an antidote into a deadly

Jeff's chatter, counting the numbers

ingredients identified in the antidote, but Quincy had only

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