"The one with AIDS?" Haley joined Seferis on the couch. "As I recall, Miss Pickenpaugh wanted her to fly to Los Angeles, but you were reluctant." Seferis nodded. "I sent my sister to Los Angeles after all. I figured it couldn't hurt. She was dying anyway. This morning, a strange woman came to her hotel room. White hair, pink skin, red eyes. Probably an albino. She told my sister she was a very special kind of doctor." "Then what happened?" Seferis cleared his throat. "According to my sister, the doctor's skin began to glow with a blinding white light. It looked like her hair was on fire. It
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