LOSS.JPEG1. Scene 1: Setting: Hospital reception.2. (Ethan bursts in the door, frantic)3. 4. Ethan: Open, foul door! Impede not my haste, for my wife has fallen ill. Nay, I fear even the babe what groweth inside her womb has felt the grip of sickness itself. Dread dosth grow upon me, for I feel a great shadow descend o'er us, greater than the devil himself.5. (approaches receptionist)6. Receptionist: Halt! What causes thee to make such haste?7. Ethan: Silence, wench! Thou should know thine place under me. For I am Ethan MacManus, purveyor of fine electronic entertainment, and thinker of monkey-cheese thoughts. No woman shall command
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