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It’s so much worse than we had imagined. After everything Nick has been
through; traveling through time, bouncing around the multiverse, being trapped
away from his friends, getting sick over, and over, and over again. At worst,
we thought that he would be dead. That would have been horrible, but at least
he would no longer be suffering. There were consequences to this blog that
none of us foresaw. Learning that Nick’s organs fetched such a heavy price
from a reputable and trustworthy businessman, an as-of-yet still at large
basket of deplorables abducted my friend, and took him to a makeshift surgical
theatre. You heard that right. There was clearly an audience to this thing. It
was put together quickly, but it was made with great purpose. A surgeon tore
into his body, removing both of his kidneys, his liver, his spleen, and even
his gallbladder. I don’t know how much they intend to make for these stolen
organs on the black market, but there’s no way these assholes aren’t going to
be found. The authorities don’t have to sift through dozens of other dark web
postings for organs. They only have to find the one that’s advertising miracle
organs for an insanely huge amount of money. They’re going to get nothing, and
then they’re going to jail. Meanwhile, my poor Nick will be dead. He’s not
immortal anymore, and no one can survive losing that much of their key organs.
The doctors have placed him on life support, but there is only so much they
can do. These five organs are literally vital to the proper functioning of a
human being. It’s true, you can donate half a liver, or one whole kidney, and
be fine. Yes, you can be suffering from kidney failure, and be kept alive
through regular dialysis. With the proper lifelong treatment, you can even
live without your spleen or gallbladder. But you can’t survive if all of these
things are ripped out of you all at once. He’s going to die if another miracle
doesn’t happen, but I really don’t see that happening. Dutch is running around
in a panic, opening every single door that he can find. He has even demanded
keys from hospital staff for locked doors. He’s trying to make another
connection to the bulk to restore the magic of Nick’s immortality for but a
few minutes, just like he did when he came back here from another world.
Needless to say, it isn’t working. What happened that day was a fluke. If an
angel is looking out for Nick, I can’t imagine they have the inclination to do
it a second time. Even so, I’m letting Dutch try, because it’s not hurting
anything. Well, it is, he’s causing a disruption, but everyone here has been
pretty cool. They know why he’s doing it. Me, I’m sitting at Nick’s bedside,
holding his hand, and hoping that he can hear me. It’s really sad to say,
but...it won’t be long now.
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