“There is nothing far-fetched about it!” Camille exclaimed, “I get okay, this is Clarissa, your Doc, and you’re still having trouble accepting what happened or that she could do anything like it, but you have to.” Then she turned to me, "What other symptoms?’I shot Sarah an apologetic glance then proceeded to answer Camille, “I don’t know what symptoms. I did ask for pictures and more samples of Eliza, I suppose she’ll contact me when she’s ready to make it available.”“Well, I suppose that makes some sense. But what exactly does Clarissa have to gain from creating something like that?” Camille asked.“Maybe she plans on selling it?” I shrugged, “I mean going on the run, one would need funds and all that.”“Okay, that does check out. But I mean, it’s not like she was poor or anything,” she added. Throughout this time, Sarah got into her bed and drew the covers over her head.“Sarah?” I called out softly, got up from my bed, and joined her on hers, my arms around her, “Is everything o
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