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The room was dim and cool. Shadowed figures huddled in the corners, soft whispers of conversation counter-pointed the soft “shush, shush, shush” of the machinery by the bed, the occasional “beep, beep, beep” indicating that life still lingered. The woman on the bed laid unnaturally still, her eyes half open, seeing nothing. Her white hair gleamed softly in the dim light. Her skin had the parchment quality of age, yet was smooth and unlined.

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PART ONE "Thanks for coming on the show again Rich." Paul said, giving Richard's shoulder a slight squeeze before releasing him again and walking across the room "We really love having you here." "No worries. It's good to see you again when I do, you know that..." he replied, watching as Paul took off his jacket, tie and shirt, and then began to clean his make-up off in front of the mirror.

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