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getting taken away by the ambulance. It didn’t look good.”
    â€œWhat the heck happened?” I asked.
    Lisa shook her head. “All I know is that the biology lab exploded. And a bunch of people are hurt. Loads of people have been taken to the hospital on stretchers. But the paramedics were doing CPR on Mrs. Farnsworthy. I saw it.” She looked at me as if I had the answer to some riddle scribbled on my forehead.
    â€œWhat?” I asked. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
    â€œWhen did you have your vision?”
    â€œVision? You mean my hallucination?”
    â€œStart of first period,” Colin said. “Maybe ten minutes in.”
    I blinked. What was she getting at? I opened my mouth. “Are you saying that—”
    â€œI’m not saying anything. Yet. But I think it’s pretty clear what we have to do,” she said.
    â€œIs it?” Colin asked.
    â€œWe go to the hospital.” She looked back at the school. “Dean, you said yourself that you saw Mrs. Farnsworthy, right? I think we need to go see her.”
    â€œYou think Mrs. Farnsworthy has something to do with my hallucinations?”
    â€œShe was your hallucination, Dean.”
    Colin nodded. “She’s got a point. I say we go.”
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    We each called our parents and told them not to worry. It took the better part of twenty minutes to convince my mom that we were fine, and by the time she let me hang up, we were already on the bus, halfway to the hospital.
    â€œWhat do we do if she’s not okay?” I looked at Colin, then Lisa. “What would that mean?”
    Lisa shrugged and then cleared her throat. “Isn’t that guy from the alley in the hospital too?”
    Colin sprang up from the seat. “We should go see him.”
    I turned to Lisa. “Don’t tell me you’re buying into Colin’s curse theory now.” She shrugged and I added, “The last thing that man needs are visitors.”
    â€œIt’s not all that far-fetched,” Colin said. “You save him, he mutters some cryptic word at you, and all of a sudden you go nuts.”
    â€œHe’s not nuts,” Lisa said.
    Colin drew a breath. “Well, he’s nuts or…” He chewed his lip for a second. “You have some kind of psychic ability.” His eyes widened. “I’ve heard of people becoming psychic after getting into an accident.”
    Lisa wiped a sleeve across her face and turned to me. “I’m not saying I believe Colin. I still think your hallucinations have to do with stress. But it might help for you to see that he’s okay, and that Mrs. Farnsworthy is—” Her voice cracked.
    â€œShe’ll be okay,” Colin said. “She’s ex-KGB, remember? It’s going to take more than a little explosion to hurt her.”
    Lisa looked at her shoes. “You didn’t see her.”
    Colin opened his mouth then closed it. He cocked his head as if he wanted me to say something to make Lisa feel better. “Fine. We’ll go see him,” I said.
    Lisa looked up.
    â€œGood,” Colin said, relieved. “It’s settled then.”
    â€œDo we even know what we’re going to say to him?” I asked.
    â€œYeah,” Colin said. “We’re going to ask him what kind of voodoo spell he cast to make you see…” He trailed off and glanced out the window. “What is it you’re seeing anyway? Visions? Aberrations?”
    â€œApparitions,” Lisa said.
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œYou mean apparitions, not aberrations.”
    Colin shrugged and turned back to me. “I mean ghosts, the otherworldly, the—”
    â€œI get it,” I said.
    â€œLook, guys,” Lisa said, “let’s just take this one step at a time, okay? First, we check on Mrs. Farnsworthy. Then we find the guy from the alley, and we talk to him. Let’s not jump to conclusions here.