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Karen is having a full breakdown “J-Joyce I thought you were crazy when you were talking about the lights but don’t you hear that?” “No, no, listen!!!” “Look, look, hear the chiming, and the clock isn’t moving!” But now Joyce thinks Karen is completely off her rocker because at least her lights were actually flickering, the house is silent. “Please, please you have to believe me, you have to hear it!!!” after a long pause, she says in a voice barely audible “C’mon El, you hear it right? You hear it.” No longer a question, a desperate beg for it to be true through tears and a broken voice. El looks scared, and shakes her head, “I’m… I’m sorry.” Karen groans, a long shaking one, one that morphs into almost a yelp. “Karen…” “Joyce, please…” “Karen, there’s no clock chimes,” “No, no Joyce, please, I know you think I’m insane, but please, I need you here right now…”
