“Chet! Come on man, you have to wake up!” Reece grabbed Chet’s shirt and helped him slide gently to the floor. Chet wasn’t breathing and his eyes were open, but only to stare off into space. “Al! Jace! I need your help!” Reece yelled. Reece didn’t want to be alone with Chet. He wanted someone, anyone to come and tell him they knew what it would take to …
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