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"Sal, you should stand up and pull up your pants."

She stood up and pulled up her pants.

"You should wash your hands."

She started washing her hands. She was washing her hands.

She was washing her hands.

"You should stop washing your hands."

She should stop washing her hands.

Marcus was turning off the faucet. She should stop washing her hands. She looked at her hands and frowned.

"Sal, you need to come sit down and listen to me."

She walked to the bed with Marcus and sat down. Marcus was looking at her. She needed to listen.

"Sally, there's something wrong with you. You don't need to panic, but you need to take this seriously. I want you to tell me the last thing you remember."

Sally thought about what he was saying. "The last thing I remember was, uh, sitting here with you."

Marcus was speaking slowly. "Ok, Sally. Do you remember when that was?"

"Just now."

"And you don't remember anything before that?"

Marcus was looking at her. There was something wrong with her. He wanted her to tell him the last thing she remembered.

"I remember sitting here with you."

Marcus was looking surprised. He wanted her to tell him the last thing she remembered.

"I remember sitting here with-"

"Ok, ok. Please be quiet."

Marcus had his head in his hands. He wanted her to tell him the last thing she remembered.

"I remembered sitting here-"

"God, shut up for one second! You should shut up."

Sally scowled at him. "What the hell, Marcus? Why are you telling me to shut up?"

Marcus was looking at her with a surprised look. Marcus wanted her to tell him the last thing she remembered.

"I remember sitting here with you."