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.

antidote wasn't found,

she wouldn't have left anything! We can find another way to get the antidote," Jeffrey tried

way?" Everett snapped, his gaze piercing.

Even when Quincy was alive, they couldn't think of a better

she

something. I'll get someone to bring them in for questioning, alright?" Before Jeffrey could finish, Everett froze. Right next

since they seemed incomplete, any clue was better than

quickly took photos with his phone, not minding the blood that

be safe, Jeffrey also took several

a phone number?" It

Everett murmured, studying

sequence for the

to failure. The ingredients weren't overly complex, yet each was lethal if

chatter, counting

antidote, but Quincy had only listed seven

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