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November 11, 2011
"Listen," he said.

"I can't."

"You have ears." He looked at me with eyes wider than I'd ever seen them. If I looked too closely, their darkness would pull me in.

"But I can't hear. Not... not her. I can't hear her."

The air shivered in frustration, and in the corner of my eye, I caught the outline of a woman's scowling face above his shoulder.

"She needs your help. Listen."

I couldn't. This was risking insanity.

"I can't! I just can't."

Maybe truth can only be found once we are willing to be crazy enough to find it.