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The day dawned outside, but it was as if it were still night inside the house. Esmeralda was sweaty and unconscious, lying on the couch breathing heavily. The other three teenagers were around her, watching her and very concerned. - OK. Hanna said. - Can we go over what happened again? Why am I still confused. Brian took a deep breath and crossed his arms over his chest again, looking frustrated that he couldn't do anything about it but tell them a story. - It was close to midnight I think when the phone rang, it made an insistent and dark sound in my ears... - You were drunk. - concluded the obvious Dylan. - Yes, that's why Mel went to answer the phone, to find out who was calling so late. - And who was it anyway? - I don't know. - How do you not know? Not with her? Hanna asked, i
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