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.

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

left anything! We can find

gaze piercing. "Do you

Jeffrey was at a loss. Even when Quincy was alive, they couldn't think of

she

Jeffrey could finish, Everett froze. Right next to Quincy's left hand, he'd found a

numbers meant, especially since

phone, not minding the blood

took several

phone number?" It

number, a sequence," Everett murmured, studying

sequence for the

overly complex, yet each was lethal if misused. A wrong sequence could turn an antidote into a

chatter, counting the

seventeen ingredients identified in the antidote, but

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