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Something Was Wrong One morning, John Sullivan found himself walking along a streetdowntown. He could not explain what he was doing there, or how he gotthere, or where he had been earlier. He didn't even know what time it was.He saw a woman walking toward him and stopped her. "I'm afraid I forgotmy watch," he said, and smiled. "Can you please tell me the time?" Whenshe saw him, she screamed and ran.The he noticed that other people were afraid of him. When they saw himcoming, they flattened themselves against a building, or ran across thestreet to stay out of his way."There must be something wrong with me," John thought. "I'd better gohome."He hailed a taxi, but the driver took one look at him and sped away. "This iscrazy!" he said to himself.John did not understand what was going on, and it scared him. "Maybesomeone at home can come and pick me up." he thought. He found atelephone and called home, expecting his wife to answer. Instead, astrange voice answered."Is Mrs. Sullivan there?" he asked."I'm sorry, she isn't," the voice said. "Her husband died a few days ago in ahorrible car crash, she's at his funeral."
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One morning, John Sullivan found himself walking along a streetdowntown. He could not explain what he was doing there, or how he gotthere, or where he had been earlier. He didn't even know what time it was.He saw a woman walking toward him and stopped her. "I'm afraid I forgotmy watch," he said, and smiled. "Can you please tell me the time?" Whenshe saw him, she screamed and ran.The he noticed that other people were afraid of him. When they saw himcoming, they flattened themselves against a building, or ran across thestreet to stay out of his way."There must be something wrong with me," John thought. "I'd better gohome."He hailed a taxi, but the driver took one look at him and sped away. "This iscrazy!" he said to himself.John did not understand what was going on, and it scared him. "Maybesomeone at home can come and pick me up." he thought. He found atelephone and called home, expecting his wife to answer. Instead, astrange voice answered."Is Mrs. Sullivan there?" he asked."I'm sorry, she isn't," the voice said. "Her husband died a few days ago in ahorrible car crash, she's at his funeral."