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[INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3][color=D03F69]Q U I N N   P E T E R S O N:[/color][/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][INDENT][sup][COLOR=SILVER]Wednesday, August 15[SUP]th[/SUP] - 12:30 PM | New York City, New York[/COLOR][/sup][/INDENT]

Quinn wasn't super hungry since all of this started happening. [color=D03F69]"Depends on where you are going really. Something light. A salad or something easy like that. My stomach isn't doing super well."[/color] Once Ryan left she would get on the phone quickly. She needed answers. This had to be a coincidence.

But her gut told her it was not. She didn't dream herself being transported. She didn't make up the nightmare she saw. And she didn't wish these remains from someone who possibly shared the same fate as the woman she saw in her dream. She dialed the number quickly and let it ring. Hopefully they were home. They needed closure and she needed results.