As Jeff left the room, Mikey glanced back down at his hand. Part of his palm shifted in an out of a state of violet discoloration. He sighed and leaned over the edge of his windowsill. "Think about it, huh?" Mikey groaned to himself, "Thinking about it isn't gonna change anything.."

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