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A young man and his mother sit on a couch in a dimly lit office, waiting for a Psychologist to come in and chat with them. Awkward silence fills the air...
Mother: (fidgeting with sons clothes and hair nervously) Ethan, you havent slept or eaten anything in the past week... this whole thing has got to stop. Im sorry I had to bring you here, but I have no other choice. If I waited I would be bringing you into emergency and get charged with neglect.
Ethan: (motionless, in monotonous voice) The dead dont sleep.
Mother: Ethan, its not fun
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