Jack found himself staring at the sky, not exactly sure how many of his wits are working. Smell works, thinks Jack, I smell smoke. Jack looks over to his left and sees the familiar blinking of his cell phone. Sight works. Jack was sure he has the other three now. It is a text from Chrissy, an invite to her happy hour birthday party. For some reason, Jack is feeling a little snarky,
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