Downward Spiral
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Jason paced in the house, waiting for the beehive to be removed. He was feeling feverish and made no sense to the servicemen when they had asked him to show them where he had found the hive. He was shaking and was having difficulty organizing his thoughts.
He wanted to pour himself a glass of water – a simple task — but kept finding his hand empty whenever he reached for a glass. There was something deeply wrong with him. Then, he saw something on the kitchen tiles that pushed him right over the edge.
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