Friday, 20 May 2011

Kari sent me a text message in the night, at about 3:05. It just reads:
"He moves oddly. That's the worst part. His limbs judder back and forth like he's seizing, but he moves fluidly, like a tiger stalking its prey."

I've spent the past hour trying to call her. But she's not picking up. She's not picking up. She's not picking up. She's not picking up.

I spent some of that hour being sick.

Waiting for more news.

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