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April 6, 2013
"Really, Jared," Ms. Ethelmeier said, turning the dial on her wristwatch.

"What?" Jared asked, watching her face take on a deep, ivy glow.

"I just don't see the point."

Jared wiped a damp palm across the dirty window, bringing the city lights into focus. After a brief glance outside, he continued.

"You're just not looking at it the right way." Ms. Ethelmeier's form began to flicker, slowly.

Jared brushed his palms together in frustration. "Wait, goddamnit."

The woman began to lose reception, until Jared cut off her wristwatch.