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I travelled for a while. It was long, and it was boring, but it took my mind off him.

He sent me a new video today.

He looked... messy. His hair was everywhere, his eyes red with crying and his beard messy and unkempt.

'I miss you. I want you here. I think I'm going insane.'

It was the fourth video, and he looked awful. His voice was hoarse and low.

I knew what I had to do- even if I didn't want to.

It was 2am, but I knew he would answer.

'Vik?' I said quietly into the phone.

'Simon, what the fuck do you want?'

'It's Jos-'

'You're killing him.' his voice was bitter and cold, filled with hate.

'I'm saving him.'

'No, you're not. He's broken.'

'Look after him.' I implored.

'He won't see anyone. You've fucked him over, Simon. You have to fix him.'

I hung up, slammed a fist against the wheel of my car. The noise from the horn caught the attention of a girl stood outside, who spun round.

'You alright?' she called through the window, with an odd accent.

'I don't really know where I am.' I admitted.

'I can fix that.' she grinned, pulling a folded up tourist map from her pocket.

'Hop in.'

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