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As Erik placed his hand on Lindsey’s shoulder, she recoiled slightly to his touch. “Its just me honey,” he said, “Dr. Reinhold is here to see you sweetheart.”

Lindsey curled tighter into a ball, lying on her side facing the wall. “How long has she been like this?” said the Doctor. Reinhold stood behind Erik, next to the bed.

“Four, maybe five days. But this isn’t the problem.” said Erik, “This I can handle. What happens at night is why I called you. As soon as the sun goes down she starts spitting like a cat and scratching at the walls.”

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