I guess I don't give a shit if the rest of what they say is true. Dakota's in there. That is her—I can tell it's her. She needs my help.

That's all I need to know.

"I'll do it."

Uncle Alex nods.

"But on one...no, two conditions."

He frowns.

"You will call in whoever you have to, do whatever you have to, to make sure Dakota...gets well."

"Why else do you think you're here?"

"And," I continue, ignoring his point. "I want to know everything. I'll do what I can in her head, if I can do anything at all, but even if I can't bring back all the answers you need, I want to know the rest of th...

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