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Chapter Two:
Ulrich frowned when he saw Odd approaching.
"What do you want?" He muttered.
"I just want to talk."
"I don't want to talk to you Odd." Ulrich said, turning around.
"We haven't spoken in five years."
"Then make it another five." Ulrich spat. "I'm not ready to forgive you yet, so just go away."
Odd nodded slowly. He walk away, and kept walking all the way to his car.
Three days later. . .
Odd woke up in a cold sweat, shaking. Just like he always did.
Just like he had every morning for the last five years.
He had nightmares. Terrible nightmares.
The kind that came from screwing up as horribly as he had and being unable to talk about it because the only people it's safe to tell won't speak to you.
"I have to talk to someone." He whispered, the same way he did every morning. Only this time he had an idea.
'If you ever need to talk, come see me.'
Stumbling, half awake and still nearly panic-stricken, he fumbled to pull the card Sissy had given him out of his coat pocket, and began to dial the phone.