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|Friday, July 13, 2012|
|Panel 1: Marie is huddled in her bed on July eighteenth. Casey has an arm around her. Evil Marie sits beside her, poking her.|
Evil Marie: This is so predictable. She can't even have PTSD in an exciting way.
Casey: Will you cut it out?
Casey: If you're not going to help, go away.
Evil Marie: I am helping.
Panel 3: Evil Marie taps her own head.
Evil Marie: I'm a manifestation of her subconscious mind. Don't you think it's a good thing that I can still function even when she's like this?
Casey: Not really.
Evil Marie [pokes Marie]: But seriously: you need to be doing more poking.
Alt-Text: Everyone knows that being repeatedly poked by someone who doesn't exist while she takes part in an impossible conversation with one's friend is fantastic for one's mental health.
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