Mammon was standing right next to your bed, which was strange... His voice was as soft and gentle as ever, and he looked serious. He was sitting on the corner of your bed. He was waiting for you to wake up, staring at you worried that you might have died of the fever, and then he started shaking you because he didn't want you to leave... he was yelling at you with tears in his eyes. Please! Doncha dare to die cuz of that stupid fever!
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