"I got quite a lecture by Professor Romney when I woke up" Beverly said.
"And it was well deserved, if you ask me." Heather said.
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"You think that because you study and are just a spectator that nothing can touch you? Because it is history you are right most of the time. But then you did more, you did not just read about it. You went back in time. And did not take any precaution. I heard that cameramen get into the most dangerous spot and think that because they have a camera nothing can hurt them. Well, that is not true."
"I understand" Beverly was contrite.
"You were lucky that Amos could follow you and bring you back. If not, you would still be comatose, or dead. So you better thank him when you see him."
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"And something else was brewing, but we did not know yet."
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"I could have been killed because of your drug trips"
Frank shook his head. "Well you weren't killed. And it was not my fault"
"But they DID kill me."
Wendy was lying on the ground, in a pool of blood, not moving.
"They killed me because of you." Wendy stood in ghostly form. "Because of you""
"No… you were not killed… Amos saved you."
"He was too late. Now you will have to tell my father. Tell him that you had me killed.
"No… It is not true… You survived…
Frank ran, chased by the ghost "Tell my father… tell him wbat you did."
Frank ran and ran, not knowing where he was.
There was a door. He tried the knob but it would not open.
"It was your fault… your fault…"
"No! NO! You are not dead.
He twisted the knob, trying to make the door open...
"You killed me,Frank:
Frank woke up screaming.
"Just a dream... just a dream" he said, shivering.