The Fall of Autumn's Becoming Retail Audio Sample.

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I've cut my damn finger off! Simon said, blood running through the cracks of his fingers and down the back of his hand, forming thick pools on the countertop? It's OK! Simon! Autumn said, retrieving his severed index finger. Don't panic! I know exactly what to do. Relax. I'm going to fix it for you. I don't know how you plan on fixing it, Simon, groaned Greg. Isabel. One of you need to drive me to the hospital immediately. The emergency room doctor can sew it back on. Let me see! Autumn said forcefully, taking hold of his hand, her own throbbing and on fire. A divining rod pulsating is at search for water with his finger in place. Autumn wrapped her burning hand around it and squeezed tightly for several seconds before finally letting go, rinse your hand off! She said, guiding Simon to the sink. How the ****! Simon began staring in astonishment at his mended hand. His finger was reattached, erasing any evidence that had been dismembered. Only moments before Autumn turned around to see Isabel and Greg gawking suspiciously at her eyes! Wide with incredulity. What's going on in here? Eiseley asked with alarm as she ran into the kitchen. What the **** did you do to him? Isabel! Shouted I. I. Autumn stuttered, as stunned as they were by what she saw. What I was told to do! She replied, timidly. Get away from him, you freak! Isabel screamed, shoving her aside and taking a stand next to her father. Autumn! Simon breathed. What the **** did you just do better yet! How the **** did you do it! Will someone please tell me what happened! Eiseley yelled. She's! What happened! Isabelle shouted, pointing an accusatory finger at Autumn. Get the **** out of this house! No one wants you here, go back to where you were and leave us alone. Tears formed in Autumns eyes, her mouth quivering as she sought to speak. Where did all this blood come from, Eiseley cried. I had an accident with the knife! Simon answered. If you call slicing your whole damn finger off an accident, then? Yes, that's what happened. Isabel steamed. Your fingers cut off! Eiseley shrieked. It was Simon replied, his eyes still locked curiously on Autumn. What do you mean? It was exactly that the finger was off and laying on the counter, and now it's back on my hand. That's impossible fingers. Don't regrow or reattach themselves, Eiseley stated with surprise. An amputation requires immediate medical attention and sutures under normal circumstances. I'd agree with you. That isn't the case here. Who the **** are you? Isabel screamed, taking a threatening step towards Autumn. You might look act and talk like Autumn Jensen, but you're an impostor. I don't know what to say. Autumn stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. I was only following instructions